Everybody ready for Prohibition v2.0?

Because ready or not, here it comes.

Biden’s alcohol czar warns new guidance could be only 2 beers a week

Y’know, alcohol czar—precisely as the Constitution specifically recommends. No, I’m not gonna spell out where it might say that; you’ll just have to take my word for it, I’m pretty sure it’s in there someplace.

Americans could soon be advised to limit themselves to just two drinks a week, a top health official warned Thursday.

President Biden’s alcohol czar, Dr. George Koob, told the Daily Mail that the USDA could revise its alcohol recommendations to match Canada’s guidelines.

And as everyone who’s been paying even cursory attention for, oh, the last hundred years or so knows, this is how it works. While you’re poking around in the Constitution for the words “alcohol czar,” go ahead and look up “slippery slope” also. Because if it ain’t there, it really oughta be by now.

But…but…but Mike, you whimper, a “recommendation” of no more than a couple of beers a week is a long way from Prohibition, right? Really, it’s nothing at all like Prohibition, is it? I mean, surely these twisted tarantulas realize that the Amurkin Sheepul would never sit still for such a blatantly authoritarian traducement of their basic freedom? Au contraire, mon dumbass.

The response to Covid has set the stage for a new Prohibition

Alcohol-related deaths will almost certainly exceed Covid-related deaths in 2021. The 70,000+ people who will die “unnecessarily” due to alcohol are – let me find the words – a “public health crisis.” Get ready folks. It may not be in 2021 or even 2022, but when Prohibition II comes barreling at us, it will come fast, and a majority of people will quickly and willingly submit. Remember, we went from zero to Covid-sharia in a matter of weeks.

If epidemiologists and the CDC were to recommend prohibition, who could say no? If Anthony Fauci stated that prohibition would reduce the number of alcohol-related deaths per year, it would be a “scientific fact” that prohibition is necessary. When he said the entire economy must be shut down, it was taken as the word of God. What difference if he or one of his successors simply declares that wineries, breweries and distilleries must be shut down due to the public health crisis?

There are more than 10,000 alcohol-related traffic fatalities per year – including 200 children. Employing the PHD-level modeling used by Dr. Fauci, this could be reduced to zero with prohibition. Only a monster would choose a glass of wine over 200 children’s lives, right? With a couple of executive orders from our mayors and governors, no child will ever die again in a drunk driving accident. Covid experts taught me that this is logical.

As we learned from Covid emergency orders, if the CDC / epidemiologists were to recommend prohibition, no law would even need to be passed. Prohibition is no further away than an “emergency” executive order from your elected officials. Would Gavin Newsom or Andrew Cuomo suspend all alcohol production and sales if there was a left-wing and media drumbeat to do so? In a heartbeat. Look at how they shut down all bars, schools, and restaurants.

But wasn’t prohibition already tried unsuccessfully? Remember, “true prohibition” has never been tried. If you get the whole world on board, then hooch can’t get smuggled in from outside the US. And the whole world climbed on board the Covid shutdown. Is global prohibition possible? Think of what is being asked for in the global warming accords - Europeans (as well as our own Democrats) are in favor of banning all forms of electricity production that make our current standard of living possible. Making the masses give up alcohol is a minor sacrifice compared to what has already been endorsed.

There is every reason to believe that teetotaling will become just as virtuous as mask wearing. And frankly, for the large majority of folks who aren’t dependent on alcohol, giving it up is less of a burden than wearing a sweaty, steamy mask all day. Smokers were once a majority of Americans. Now they are outcasts. Drinkers may soon find themselves similarly shamed.

Any great moral crusade brings together zealots from the extreme right and left, and then the majority of normal folks are afraid to object. The daycare hysteria of the ‘90s brought righteous church ladies (“Satanic worship!!”) together in common cause with obsessed feminists (“All men are rapists!!”) They can find common cause again in banning alcohol.

The mob can be motivated quickly when it has a new crusade. Do you remember how fast your leftist friends went from casually using plastic straws to declaring that plastic straws are environmental bio-hazards that will destroy all life on earth if they aren’t outlawed immediately? That passion can be steered toward alcohol.

Not just alcohol, either; the same “logic” can be applied pretty much anywhere, once lackwit bureaucreeps and elected officials feel secure enough in their assumption of Lord and Master status to go ahead and flex those big, strong muscles with confidence in their total impunity.

As I shouted at the brick wall from the very beginning of the Scamdemic catastrophe, so it still remains: this is only the beginning of it. The ratchet of tyranny, after all, turns in only one direction: it can only ever tighten, never loosen. It must therefore be wrested from the tyrant’s hands and destroyed utterly, before its victims have become so weakened and inert they simply no longer possess the strength—of body, of mind, of will—to do it.

The Founders knew it well enough: the precious jewel of liberty, once it has been yielded up by a blind, foolish, and/or craven people, can only be regained through the application of swift and blinding violence. Freedom is never given or bestowed; it must always be seized. The lesson is stark, painful, and altogether clear:

And there you have it: whether FauxVid, or Prohibition, or any and everything under the sun, the truth remains eternal. I’ve long been fond of saying “everything old is new again,” but these days it’s come to seem like a pretty damned bitter phrase, even as its aptness has sharpened to a razor’s edge.