Poor little guy. :( You know, I've never seen a commercial for Mike's Hard Lemonade on T.V.--just in magazine's when the product was new. And you know the crazy stuff they make for kids--"hard" could have meant "extra sour"... well, except for "hard cider." That's been around a while. This is also testimony to the cluelessness of (some) academics.
Utterly ridiculous. All I can think about is how that poor little guy felt and how panicked I would have felt having someone take my 7 year old away from me. The only reason I know about hard lemonade is because I have a young adult niece that drinks it occasionally. I've never seen an ad for it.
Mirrors my professional experience with Children and Family Services in Illinois. Common sense often goes out the window and innocent parents are often put through the pains of Hell because some official, often unmarried without kids or on marriage 2 or 3, decides to make a mountain out of a molehill. Then they quickly retreat with their tails between their legs when attorneys for the parents begin to make their presence known.
Man, they should move a state to the west. Here in Wisconsin they put beer in our bottles right after we're weened.
Actually, in Wisconsin, there is no minimum drinking age if you're directly supervised by your parents. When I was 18, my family could go out to dinenr and I could order a beer, no problem. Alcohol wasn't the forbidden fruit, and as a result I didn't become a binger once I went to college or turned 21.
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Proposal for a more descriptive state motto: Michigan, where common sense is anathema.
We really do suck. But I'm still grateful we're not Massachusetts...
Wow. Just wow.
Michigan may suck (my wife should know), however Washington might be right up there (especially the western half).
Poor little guy. :( You know, I've never seen a commercial for Mike's Hard Lemonade on T.V.--just in magazine's when the product was new. And you know the crazy stuff they make for kids--"hard" could have meant "extra sour"... well, except for "hard cider." That's been around a while. This is also testimony to the cluelessness of (some) academics.
Utterly ridiculous.
All I can think about is how that poor little guy felt and how panicked I would have felt having someone take my 7 year old away from me.
The only reason I know about hard lemonade is because I have a young adult niece that drinks it occasionally. I've never seen an ad for it.
Mirrors my professional experience with Children and Family Services in Illinois. Common sense often goes out the window and innocent parents are often put through the pains of Hell because some official, often unmarried without kids or on marriage 2 or 3, decides to make a mountain out of a molehill. Then they quickly retreat with their tails between their legs when attorneys for the parents begin to make their presence known.
Jimminitly.
If the kids are being abused, that I can see removal; but THE KID HAD A BEER?
Um...yes, it's bad. So charge the dad with providing alcohol to a minor, then dismiss it and figure out who sold him a "lemonade" that's alcoholic.
Man, they should move a state to the west. Here in Wisconsin they put beer in our bottles right after we're weened.
Actually, in Wisconsin, there is no minimum drinking age if you're directly supervised by your parents. When I was 18, my family could go out to dinenr and I could order a beer, no problem. Alcohol wasn't the forbidden fruit, and as a result I didn't become a binger once I went to college or turned 21.
No Huddle,
It's nice to know that at least somewhere in the Union common sense hasn't been totally subverted by Puritanism or nanny-statism.
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