Once again, it’s time to vote for the silliest liquor law in the U.S.
Despite the Wine Curmudgeon’s cynicism, the three-tier system continues to astound me with its foolishness. Just when I think I’ve seen it all, I obviously haven’t, as these six state laws demonstrate. Click on the law to vote for it. Voting runs through Sunday and I’ll post the results on Monday. And not to worry — even though I live in Texas, I won’t make you produce three kinds of identification to vote.
Or, sadly, as the laws in the blog’s first poll demonstrated. The winner was Indiana and its ban on selling cold beer. So, once again, a poll: Choose the silliest state liquor law from among these six.
Once again, the choices are hardly complete. If I did miss one, leave it in the comments. It’s difficult to pick my favorite: How can I choose between Maryland’s Robert Parker law and South Carolina’s Frances Willard day? I find it past ironic that the state had to certify Parker as “an alcohol beverage writer” so he could get samples. And I know about Willard from my college days, when I lived down the street from Willard’s Women’s Christian Temperance Union headquarters in Evanston, Ill.