Front page of todays
Boston Globe
sealed the deal with how agitated w/ Massachusetts I get sometimes. Wrote the following (probably wont get published oh well):
"When Life Hands You Lemons": File a Complaint with a Regulatory Agency
Dear Boston Globe, Kay Kazar and Erika Lovley,
Thanks for reminding me I need to stop at more lemonade stands on hot days! We truly live in a nanny state when boys (or girls for that matter) can't run a lemonade stand and are denied a tried and true childhood rite of passage. Everything in Massachusetts requires a licensce. We wouldn't want to stop paying fees and justifying the salaries of all the paper pushers and employees of regulatory agencies that make everything "safer" and more "legal" in our society. Imagine if we could truly decide with our dollars who to give business to instead of having a licensing board decide for us. Licensced sausage vendor Jarrod Clowery says he regrets calling the police, as he should. I hope this front page story outraged a few other people, too. Thanks for making this story public.
Sincerely,
Richard Ladew