Three cheers to the Santa Barbara government for working hard to ensure BevMo! could open its new location on upper State. If there is one thing this town doesn’t have enough of, it’s liquor stores. By approving a big box liquor chain we are sending our children a valuable message about the power of perseverance as well as the power of a limitless corporate budget. With all of the controversy about marijuana dispensaries in our town, it’s refreshing to see that the government has its head on straight: Who better to decide which vices are appropriate but our elected officials? And anyway, who do these stoners think they are, opening drug stores in our town? They can take their UCSB degrees and entrepreneurial spirit and go stink up San Luis Obispo or someplace—I hear it’s still kind of nice there. I, for one, am proud to live in one of the least progressive cities on the Central Coast.
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Good points. But I didn't know the city entertained an alcohol prohibition ordinance. That would be really lively.
DonMcDermott (anonymous profile)
October 5, 2010 at 7:55 a.m. (Suggest removal)
I saw the movie Reefer Madness once and those stoners looked pretty scary. With that in mind, I hope they don't re-legalize pot.
billclausen (anonymous profile)
October 7, 2010 at 2:30 a.m. (Suggest removal)
Oh what a whine... drove by tonight and the lot was FULL!
maximum (anonymous profile)
October 8, 2010 at 10:43 p.m. (Suggest removal)
I'm with Christian, God forbid that alcohol should ever loosen the friendly grip it has on the throat of society. I learned this the hard way about four months ago when I accidently stopped drinking and started smoking pot. I don't know what happened. One minute I was flat on my face with the shakes and a broken hand, the next thing you know I was standing up and putting on weight. I got a haircut. I got a job. I washed my clothes. All because I'd had the audacity to ignore the subtle warnings of the alcohol industry and city-hall about the dangers of marijuana.
If we give in to those who would flood our communities with weed, thus threatening the already engorged tick that is the beverage industry, disconcerting stories like mine may become common. Sad tales of individuals who strayed from the inebrients that made this country strong and fell under the influence of demon-pot. Men and women who traded the familiar degradations of alcohol for the peculiar afflictions that pot produces... like a craving for twinkies...or the sudden urge to get a library-card...or to take a shower. The horror of it all. Vote NO on anything that doesn't come in a bottle!
shibboleth (Wayne Gilbert Myers)
October 9, 2010 at 6:09 p.m. (Suggest removal)