At Least We Know He Cares...

Mr. Bloomberg is a man of many talents.  He's a billionaire after all. And although we aren't supposed to like rich people anymore we can certainly infer from his wealth that he is smart, right?  Plus, he was clever enough to secure a third term as mayor in a city with a two term limit.  Wow.

So when he added Gothem's top nanny to his notable achievements I took notice.  His most recent ban on sixteen ounce sugary soft drinks and coffee was declared, Mr. Bloomberg assures us, because he is very concerned about obesity and its growing affects on New Yorkers.  (That the ban was announced the day before the mayor celebrated National Donut Day was a rich irony not lost on those of us who reside outside the Big Apple.)  This on the heels of Mr. Bloomberg's salt and trans fat bans which led to a ban on food donations to homeless shelters because the salt and trans fat levels of donated food couldn't be measured.  Talk about unintended consequences.

Now the good Nanny has endorsed a proposal to decriminalize the open possession of marijuana.  In small amounts, of course.  This presumably will free up law enforcement to monitor those New Yorkers who try to skirt the sugary drink ban by buying two eight ounce cups.  And it will silence the critics who declare the marijuana arrests made by New York's finest are racially biased because "most of those stopped are black or Hispanic"  (New York Times).

I like this upside down world.  It's like a daily romp with Alice and the Mad Hatter.  I never know quite where I am but I'm always happy to discover that I'm not there.  And that's something isn't it?