Count on the state of Louisiana to provide comic relief for anyone suffering from PPFS (Pennsylvania Primary Fatigue Syndrome) or who is of worrying about subprime mortgages, the Federal Reserve, and the line of succession to the throne of Iraq (well, OK, it's actually called the "senior military commander in Iraq" but we know what they really mean). It seems that the Louisiana Senate, in an unusual burst of sanity and level-headedness, has "rejected a bill... that would make it a crime to wear one's pants too low." I guess when they say, "laissez les bons temps rouler" they really mean it. Otherwise, they would have had a law that "made it illegal to wear, in public, clothing that 'intentionally exposes undergarments or intentionally exposes any portion of the pubic hair, cleft of the buttocks or genitals'". I can tell you for certain that every plumber in Louisiana, and a lot of other skilled tradesmen besides, are heaving a collective sigh of relief -- as are fat biker chicks and gang-bangers (not to mention those _really_ scary women whose pubic hair starts at about the sternum). Actually, what I suspect is that they capitulated because they were told that police departments around the country actually _favor_ loose, low-hanging pants on criminals, because they make them much easier to catch. (The police have actually pointed this out in a number of places. I'm not making this up. I never make anything up.) So saggy pants will just have to join the ever-expanding list of cultural oddities that at one time threatened the survival of the Republic -- things like long hair on men, hot pants, bras (i.e. the lack thereof), beehive hairdos, platform shoes, tattoos, and piercings -- but which were never actually declared illegal.
Now that that's settled, can we get back to the serious business of choosing, for our next president, between a criminal, a communist, and a fanatical war-monger?
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