Today I’m traveling 2,135 miles to the heartland of the USA, good old Indiana.
I’m looking forward to seeing my family and friends and have a few weeks of vacation. However, my family and friends (most) is not the “crazy” I’m speaking about.
The crazy I’m speaking of are Indiana Laws. I left that state in ’81 and they were fighting about liquor laws then. I had just sold my Restaurant and Bar and was happy that a 3-way Indiana liquor license (beer, wine and liquor) was based on population and once the max number of licenses were sold each of them became more valuable every year. Truth be told, not a lot of people are flocking to Indiana so a liquor license can be like gold. (However, not this year in gold)
When I was finally old enough to drink in Indiana, I had to be careful if I had a date because women were not allowed to sit at the bar. They finally changed that in the late ‘60s.
The state has stupid liquor laws that make no sense and yet the legislators seem helpless to do anything about it. (sounds like Washington) Some of them are about to change but not due to lawmakers, but to courts where the laws are FINALLY being challenged.
Two years ago, it finally became legal to buy carryout beer in Indiana. But, that’s a big BUT, the beer had to be made and bottled on the premise where you purchased it. That’s right; the only legal carry out beer on Sunday is from a brew-pub or any other licensed beer brewer. Figure that one out. It’s still illegal to carry out any alcohol on Sunday from anywhere else…just beer from a brew-pub. You may serve liquor in a restaurant or bar serving food on Sunday. You may NEVER buy cold beer from a grocery or convenience store at any time, only liquor stores or brew-pubs. I can’t figure that one out. Or this one; it is illegal for liquor stores to sell milk.
My flight arrives in Indianapolis, which still has laws on the books refraining one from driving a horse faster that 10mph. Also in Indianapolis it is illegal to collect rags on Sunday or throw a rock at a bird in self-defense. I don’t plan on visiting the city of South Bend, where Notre Dame is, because it’s illegal to make a monkey smoke a cigarette. Why else would I be going there?
Terre Haute is a clean city because it’s illegal to spit on the sidewalk…cool.
My friends have taken over Lafayette, where I’ll be camping out, and it has become completely lawless. That’s what I like.
I’ll continue my blog from Indiana…if I’m not in jail.