Friday, October 26, 2007

[The Wisdom of a Distracted Mind] Too Freakin' Crazy...

Well, this pretty much guarantees that I will never again set foot in Utah:
'Zion curtain'
Liquor commissioner wants booze out of view
Coray says a glass wall isn't enough to ensure diners aren't offended
By Dawn House
The Salt Lake Tribune Article
Last Updated: 10/24/2007 11:46:22 PM MDT

Liquor control commissioner Bobbie Coray asked her colleagues on Wednesday to consider a rule to cover up bottles of booze displayed at restaurants because some diners may be offended at the sight of alcohol.
A glass partition between bartenders and customers required under current regulations may not be enough, Coray told her fellow liquor control commissioners at their monthly meeting.
Coray, a lone holdout opposing liquor licenses for strip bars, now wants the commission to place more restrictions on glass partitions in restaurants. She called the partitions "a Zion curtain," imposed to satisfy Mormons whose faith eschews alcohol. (Link to full article)

Madness... It's just a bottle of vodka for Christ's sake. It's not like it's filled with a mix of battery acid and irresistible sin. I mean, what the hell do these Mormons think when they see a bottle of whiskey?

"What's that say? Jack... Jack Daniels? That looks offensive. In fact, I'm so offended that I suddenly have the urge to run out and stab a nun in the face as if she was a common Tijuana prostitute. Oh, Curse you Cheesecake Factory! You've lead me to ruin."

Seriously, I try very hard to respect religion, but you guys make itabsolutely impossible sometimes.

Posted By Dan to The Wisdom of a Distracted Mind at 10/26/2007 09:59:00 AM

1 comment:

  1. It's not as if the sin that they see in alcohol is visual, so?  I don't understand it, either, really.  The world is full of things that many would find to be temptations, and yet if living in a world where most believe that alcohol is acceptable, should others aid in pretending that alcohol doesn't exist, or would it be more of a test of their convictions to learn to ignore the pretty bottles behind the glass doors?  I shouldn't pretend to wax poetic and philosophical this early in the day.  Not without a good glass of something first (admittedly, I'm joking, but still).