Oh Thank Heaven: Mayor Protects us from 7-Eleven!

First Bloomberg came for the smokers, but I was not a smoker so I did not speak out.  Then he came for 4 Loko, but I do not drink, so I did not speak out.  Then he came for the people, who while not smoking in restaurants or bars, were nevertheless still smoking in public parks.  But I was still not a smoker, so I did not speak out.  Again.  And when Bloomberg came for my Big Gulp, there was no one left to speak for me.  Except the Libertarian Party.

To save some precious cyberspace, let me categorically say that whenever this is Bloomberg’s rationale for some regulation, the Manhattan LP will oppose it:

“We’re not taking away anybody’s right to do things,” Bloomberg said in defense of his draconian and poorly calculated cup-size restriction, “we’re simply forcing you to understand that you have to make the conscious decision to go from one cup to another cup. It’s not perfect, it’s not the only answer, it’s not the only cause of people being overweight – but we’ve got to do something. We have an obligation to warn you when things are not good for your health.”

No, Mister Mayor, you do not have that obligation.  Or even the right–not when you’re spending my money.  Media chatter about whether the ban would be effective, a good idea, sending a message, or whatever miss the point: it doesn’t matter, it’s none of your business.  Fill the pothole I twisted my ankle in yesterday and you’ll get my approval.

And if you like a little icing on your Big  Gulp, check out the math from the people  responsible for the city’s $66 billion budget:

Bloomberg Busted in Huge Lie About Soda Ban

GULP!