It’s crazy weird. But most people still believe there are some people qualified to “make law.” And nothing could be further from the truth. I have a quirky, murky sign of a turkey who illustrates what I mean. And it has to do with something called the “Adult Entertainment Act.”
Adult Entertainment Act might be the right name for it.
Because it sounds like it comes out of the third ring of a three-ring circus. And it’s all an act. A dog a pony show (sorry to insult dogs and ponies, my favorite two animals). It’s just distractions to make voters believe some sort of positive changes have been enacted. Sadly, the rug is continually pulled out from under the very people who supported the distractions.
The Adult Entertainment Act was “enacted” by the state of Tennessee, recently. And it was put in place supposedly to ban “drag shows and adult cabaret entertainment for children.”
I have no issue with a state banning that kind of entertainment. Especially when it involves children. But I can just about guarantee there were already so-called “laws” on the books that, if enforced, could shut those kinds of venues down. Why make more? Just so you can give it a more modern name?
But, not to worry. Those kinds of so-called “laws” are just Gollum versus Smeagol theater.
Just in case you doubt me, consider this. A federal judge, who was appointed by Donald Trump, has “struck down” that Adult Entertainment act. Gollum gee. Hardly seems fair. And get this. Judge Thomas Parker, the so-called “judge” published his “opinion” (yeah, that’s solid-as-a-rock stuff there).
That “opinion” said Tennessee’s Adult Entertainment Act is an “unconstitutional restriction on free speech under the First Amendment.” He’s a “judge” from the “U.S. District Court for the Western District of Tennessee.” And he made sure the district attorney there could not enforce the so-called “law.”
Does that makes you mad?
Don’t worry. The “law” only applies to Shelby County in Tennessee. That’s where Memphis is. So, the ban is still in effect in all the other counties. For now.
So, what lesson can be gleaned from all that?
Well, obviously it’s that the home of the blues, Memphis, must be somewhere near those famous crossroads the famous old blues singers sang about. I know there are those who’d tell you the crossroads are in Mississippi. But my guess is, there are more and more crossroads every day. So, it’s gettin’ easier, all the time to go down there and make a deal with da devil.
I remember when adult entertainment was safe. Because it was family entertainment. Families could watch the old black and white TV shows, together. And most of those shows included mostly adults who entertained and amused. Without the need for covering kid’s eyes or ears.
Most American families appreciated what was then called “common decency.” Men didn’t feel empowered and entitled to walk around, in front of kids, naked or dressed like painted ladies. Not real men anyway. Thankfully, real men still don’t feel that way. But there are too few of us.
And there are even fewer who’ll say enough is enough.
Maybe that’ll change. I hope so. But right now it isn’t looking promising.
Stay tuned,
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