And make no mistake. First they came for the cigarettes. They're already going after people who dare to be overweight. Next they'll go for the liquor. (Didn't work in the 1920s, but social engineering in the 2010s seems to be unstoppable).
Story #1: Tattletale Ohioans Report the Reds for Cigar Violations
RUSH: "The Cincinnati Reds decided to celebrate their first playoff berth since 1995 by lighting up victory cigars in their clubhouse after defeating the Houston Astros 3-2 on Sunday night. Now they're being investigated by the Health Department for violating Ohio's statewide smoking ban." If that weren't bad enough, the people that turned them in are their own fans, their own busybody, do-gooder, politically correct fans. "According to the Cincinnati Enquirer, five people called a smoking ban complaint hotline." They've got a tattletale hotline. If you see somebody smoking, you can call the tattletale hotline in Cincinnati throughout Ohio and you can get 'em in trouble. Five people called the tattletale hotline "as the Reds’ clubhouse celebration took place. Team owner Bob Castellini could be seen handing out and lighting up the victory stogies, and some vigilant Ohioans took exception." Vigilant?
"According to the Enquirer, 'no fine is attached to any initial violation.' Watch out, though: if you are caught smoking by an inspector a second time, you could be fined $100. The fine goes up to $500 after that. The Reds, it should be noted, weren’t officially cited this go-around. A health inspector has to physically see you smoking for anything to be official (video doesn’t count), and will most likely be paying an unannounced trip to the Reds clubhouse within the next thirty days to see if he can catch anybody." Honest to Pete. This is what we've come to, five tattletale, mealy-mouthed, linguini-spined tattletale fans. Their team makes the playoff for the first time in 15 years and they call the tattletale hotline because they're smoking victory cigars in their own clubhouse. They are not exposing anybody else to the so-called risk. This is absurd, folks. This is just flat-out absurd. Five people, five tattletales. This frosts me. I cannot tell you how much it frosts me. I wish I knew who these five tattletales were, call them back. Why should five tattletales be able to carry the day against the clubhouse of the Cincinnati Reds? (imitating linguini-spined lib) "But, Mr. Limbaugh, Mr. Limbaugh, the law is the law, and we are a society of laws and rules not meant --" I understand it's stupid, it is silly. This kind of stuff's gotta be brought to a screeching halt.
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