The most dangerous man in the world

I love those Dos Equis commercials where an older, bearded Spanish guy is seen
cavorting with beautiful women, conquering the most challenging challenges,
doing the most fascinating things.

Here are some reasons why he is the most interesting man in the world,
according to a website that tracks these things:

– Police often question him, just because they find him interesting.
– His beard alone has experienced more than a lesser man’s body.
– His blood smells like cologne.
– He has amassed an amazingly large DVD collection, and has never once
alphabetized it.
– If he were to mail a letter without postage, it would still get there.
– The pheromones he secretes effect people miles away … in a slight, but
measurable, way.
– He once punched a magician. That’s right, you heard me.

He is the most interesting man in the world, according to the ad, and when he
drinks beer, he drinks Dos Equis.

If the most interesting man in the world were to come to New York City, he
would meet the most dangerous man in the world. And that man is Michael
Bloomberg, the mayor of the Big Apple.

Michael Bloomberg doesn’t look dangerous. He is diminutive. He is slight. As
far as I know, he isn’t a black belt in karate and he doesn’t pack a 357.

But to anybody who wants to enjoy life or, more importantly, make his or her
own choices or have a bit of freedom, Bloomberg is undoubtedly the most
dangerous man in the world.

And he is coming after the most interesting man in the world. All in the name
of public health, of course.

To get a decent doughnut, according to one cop in NYC, you have to travel to
New Jersey. Why? Well, because King Michael has banned good-tasting donuts. Not
good for you, he has harrumphed.

Next, he is going after Pepsi. He doesn’t think Pepsi or Coke or root beer is
good for you, so he’s asking the federal government to give him the authority
to use all of his powers to stop poor people from drinking a Coke. Bad for the
waistline, don’t you see?

We can’t let poor people drink Coke. That is why they are all fat, is the
implication.

What a bunch of crap.

I am not from New York and I don’t live in New York, but I know how this goes.
Bloomberg comes up with some innovation to take away freedom from people, and
pretty soon, we all are facing some city restriction on what we can eat, what
we can drink, what we can do with our private lives.

I was stopped at a red light in my car, and I happened to pick up my BlackBerry
to see if I got any messages. I wasn’t texting. I wasn’t talking. I wasn’t
driving. I was looking. One of D.C.’s rent-a-cops tapped on my window and told
me that if I do that again, I was going to get a hundred-dollar fine.

That sounds like some kind of law Michael Bloomberg would come up with.

Personal freedom is important to the American people. They want the government
to stay the hell out of their lives. They certainly don’t want politicians like
Michael Bloomberg telling them that they can’t have a decent doughnut or drink
a Coke.

What’s next? I’ll tell you what’s next. Bloomberg is going to tell you that you
can’t drink Dos Equis. Light beer only in the Big Apple.

I can only imagine what the most interesting man in the world would say about
that.