I thought I had heard of everything, but no, there is something new every day. While churches are closed, with Jews and Christians forbidden to gather, whorehouses in Nevada are getting small business loans to keep afloat, pot shops are thriving, and Gretchen Whitmer is going to make sure restaurants and bars will get bailed out through liquor distributors. It’s all good, just FOLLOW THE MONEY! Somehow, none of the below surprises me. There are D’s after all the names of these clown politicians. Don’t let the D fool you though, I doubt we’ll have to look far to see the Republican’ts wasting money. Socialism has never looked so good!
Thankfully, all is not for naught. Want to get yourself blazed? Blitzed? Sexually, um, taken care of? There are solutions for that.
Saved? Whoa, whoa, whoa, sailor — are we talking in the Christian sense? Because, you know, there are rules surrounding that.
But as for smoking and drinking and intercourse: Yeah, your money’s good for that, see, thanks to the new, government-guided capitalism of the coronavirus era.
If you don’t believe me, here’s the evidence.
“A brothel owner in Wells, Nevada, has been awarded a federal emergency loan to keep her brothel alive during the mandated shutdown of nonessential businesses to prevent the spread of the novel coronavirus. But contributor Brian Bahouth of The Sierra Nevada Ally says that funding is not currently available,” KUNR reported.
“Of any legal business service in Nevada, sex work may pose the most flagrant possible violation of safe social distancing guidelines of any occupation. Since Nevada Governor Steve Sisolak closed nonessential businesses, a handful of sex workers are sheltering in place at Bella’s Hacienda Ranch in Wells,” the Reno, Nevada, NPR outlet stated.
“The business is shuttered, and owner and namesake Bella Cummins is allowing the women to stay for free. Earlier this week, Cummins went to her bank, Nevada State Bank, to apply for an emergency loan from the Small Business Administration to help her business weather the COVID-19 state of emergency.”
Oh, well, thank God. Well, actually not that entity. It seems a bit, um, more apropos to thank the one below for this? Can we just thank his secretary for this? Just leave a message? Phew, because otherwise that just seems icky.
But what about the sticky icky?
Oh, what about old-fashioned hooch? Well, rest assured, your tax dollars have you covered, if that’s the right way to put it.
Michigan Gov. Gretchen Whitmer — author of absolutely, positively, totally nothing else that might get people upset — is now considering giving a bailout to restaurants and bars in the state.
Meanwhile, churches are hurting for donations because worship gatherings are canceled, or forbidden by local governments that even try to impose fines on pastors. Yeah, they won’t be seeing a bailout, no matter how much they spend in charity.
“Gov. Gretchen Whitmer is reportedly contemplating a bar and restaurant bailout through liquor distributors,” DetroitEater reported.
“Under the plan, state liquor distributors would theoretically pay restaurants and bars for their liquor purchases, but the businesses wouldn’t be required to return the product. The idea behind the proposal, which mirrors a similar policy implemented by the state of Ohio, is to infuse businesses with the cash they need to reopen once social distancing rules are loosened.”
Whitmer is probably the last person who should be testing this. She’s basically the Marie Antionette of these orders. Let them eat gardening equipment, after all!
Remember when we needed to rush these bills through? Dear reader, I was one of the people who believed in this poppycock. I fell for it, too. And then we got stuck with this vice-laden bill.
It shouldn’t be like this. No pot. No brothels. No gin-joints. No way. Let me tell you something: You think this is the end? You haven’t even seen the end of the beginning.
Throwing good money after bad vices won’t look better no matter how long you let it marinate. Much like a night spent with every one of these things, it’ll look like an even more regrettable waste of money once the morning so regrettably intrudes.