Alcohol and Politics - the Cerebral Molotov Cocktail
Last night we once again attended the weekly gathering of liberal wishful-thinkers known as Drinking Liberally. It’s a confluence of local journalists, bloggers, politicos and, sometimes, candidates or officeholders in a sort of raucous pub setting. We’ve become somewhat acquainted with some interesting local bloggers and several journalists that I’ve been reading for years. It makes for some lively discussion.
In observation of my diet, I had hit the gym before we went (weighed in at 154 1/2!), and nursed one glass of wine through the whole evening. Drinking Stingily, more like.
As we were walking back to our car, I espied this car, and it’s bumper sticker, and simply could not pass up the photo op:
I mean, it has to be tongue-in-cheek, right? Maybe it belonged to someone at the tony restaurant in the same block as our ratty little pub. But probably not.
