Salt Lake City's mayor is working hard on your behalf. Rocky wants us to present a more desirable night life; i.e. more access to alcohol. He thinks, along with others, that this will actually enhance our quality of life.
So, why do we poor dumb clucks who don't drink get our knickers in a twist over the issue? Having recently read insightful interviews featuring our heroes of modern times (movie stars — people who pretend for a living; producers — people who pay them to pretend) who fear they will be bereft of beer and other besotting beverages in unsophisticated Utah, I cry, boo hoo!
On a daily basis we locals read recitals of midnight mayhem, murder and highway horrors attributed to liquored-up lunkheads. So, I ask, where exactly do our drunks come from? Are they imported from across state lines? Must they sneak their booze in on private Lear jets? Most of our drunks can't afford insurance, let alone private planes.
Rest assured, outside world, there are abundant opportunities to drink yourselves sophisticated or stupid here. We see it happen every day.
Barbara Miller
Salt Lake City