This brings new meaning to the phrase: "smoke-filled back rooms." From The Olympian:
"The whole point of the initiative is to protect the general public as well as workers. Private clubs have employees," said Nick Federici, spokesman for the American Lung Association in Washington.
Federici said smoking should be allowed at meetings of private clubs where no employees or members of the public are present "but that's it."
"Exempting private clubs from the provisions in the law results in a lot of regular businesses trying to use that as a loophole," he said. He explained that otherwise public restaurants in other cities and states have tried to get around smoking bans by charging $1 for a lifetime membership in their clubs.
Federici said the lung association has been in contact with state and local health departments and expects the new smoking rules to be applied to private clubs eventually.
"I understand people want to make a fine distinction here, but we think its pretty clear," he said.
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After thinking about Sarah's post from a few days ago (Olympia Questions), I remembered the CommonCensus Map Project. It asks people to generally define where they live by what city they relate closest to. Surprisingly, it seems there are plenty of eastofthemountains types that relate to Seattle more than Spokane. Check it out.
There are also some pretty cool maps of sports team associations too, but that isn't for everyone.
Anyway, since ASH allowed pets we sometimes got to know certain animals very well without ever learning who their owners were. Aside from Jobbo and Bonobo, the pet slugs (see Evergroove trivia, pt. 28), I'd like to single out a cat and a dog that hold special places in my memory.
The cat was named Rocky. I'm not sure why we knew his name, but we did. Rocky had a habit of dashing into our apartment once the door was opened and spraying a token of his esteem on our carpet. He also jumped up on tables and counters and ate anything he could find. If two of us were coming into our place at the same time, one of us would approach the neighbor's door and fumble with the keys. And Rocky would wait, biding his time, thinking he had an easy mark. Meanwhile, the other one of us would be silently opening our actual door. Then, in a whirlwind of action, the decoy would run back and enter the genuine door, leaving Rocky stunned and surprised. Boy, was his face red! We were very proud of our ability to outsmart a cat.
Sort of pathetic, isn't it? Did I say "sort of"? It is pathetic. This is how we entertained ourselves prior to the advent of personal computers, video games, VHS cassettes, or CDs.
The dog I only met once. It was getting to be evening and the rain was cold and heavy. We were walking on an ASH pathway and crossed paths with a large woman walking a small dog.
This was in spite of the fact that we viewed our UW instruction as patronizing and regressive. One of my fellow TESC grads led a revolt when the Graduate School decided to let go of their best teacher. The Grad School changed their mind and kept her.
But the event that really defined us as Evergreen grads was during the closure crisis. Reagan and the Republicans took over during our first year and higher education immediately started getting clobbered. Our program was on the chopping block. In other schools around the country, they were closing down grad schools in my field, so the threat of shutting down the whole works was very real. So while the other students were freaking out, the three of us from Cooper Point looked at each other, shrugged, and said, "Here we go again."
Richardson was, of course, the former U.S. Attorney General who had been fired the year before by President Nixon as part of the infamous "Saturday Night Massacre," yet another sorry episode in Nixon's desperate flailing to cover his guilt in the Watergate scandal. As a result, Richardson was one of the few members of the Nixon administration to emerge as a hero to the general public.
Why Richardson was supposed to be on campus in the first place was never explained. And why he was supposed to be visiting the circle at Dorm A is equally baffling. I think it allegedly was connected to a visit with Gov. Evans. But in any event a lot of us were hanging around the circle. I think it was an En attendant Godot situation.
And to add another layer of folklore to this, supposedly Richardson did show up, but it was in the wee hours of the morning.
Bush made no mention of the fact that he illegally authorized the government to spy on Americans, which republicans and democrats alike have aired major concern over. Republicans such as Graham and Specter have denounced the program, which Bush has reauthorized over 45 times allowing over 1700 American phones to be tapped. Republicans and Democrats alike are calling for an official investigation into Bush's actions.
If there is one thing we should all be able to agree on, it should be that American citizens should be protected from illegal search and siezure. Even in a time of war, there should be judicial oversight that limits what the president can authorize using executive priviledge. Bush's bypassing of judicial process is a sign of blatant disregard for the Bill of Rights, and our democratic system.