Thursday, September 10, 2009

M. Bouffant: Even More Dangerous Than He Knew Himself To Be

Funny, ha-ha, we thought, reading that a drunken moron (Full disclosure: Us too. Hard for us to be actively moronic, but we've pulled an alcohol-fueled dumb move or two in our [now long gone] time.) had been flinging jellyfish at beach-goers in (where else) Florida. The whole jovial-aggro-after-not-enough-attention-was-paid-to-me tale of Keith Edward Marriott (Lodging heir?) was amusing (no reported stings — how easy is it to fling a jellyfish accurately when sober & how far gone was this poor sod? — not that the story would lose amusement for us because a stranger on the other side of the continent got a boo-boo) but the fun stopped when we read the charges.
Marriott was arrested Monday and charged with disorderly intoxication and carrying a concealed weapon. According to the St. Petersburg Times, Marriott was carrying a pocketknife in his shorts.
We're no knife nut (if such exists) partly, we suppose, because the knife lobby didn't buy a Constitutional Amendment from the Founders protecting our right to "cut shit up, & good!" but, not to give anything away here, we carry a concealed weapon wherever we go, our keys being attached to a Swiss Army knife, which has two (Count 'em! Two!) blades & some other sharp stuff on it. Are two blades a sentence-doubler? The slice & dice world's equivalent of a semi-automatic rifle w/ a big magazine? How much time are we going to do for this? How long until we're caught?
Talk among yourselves, we have to go look up some California laws.
Editor's Note: Typed beginning at 1919 PDT, delayed three hrs. by Time-Warner Cable. (See above.)

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