I’ve been writing this weekend about a once free people’s descent into hyper-regulatory tyranny. I thought this fishy footnote was the last word in statism’s lack of any sense of proportion, but several readers then alerted me to the federal rabbit police cracking down on magic shows. As they used to say in Nazi Germany, “Your papers, mein hare!”
When the brokest nation in history still thinks it can afford to send federal investigators snooping through the back yards of children’s magicians on the off-chance they might be using rabbits on stage, you’ve got to conclude it actively wants to die. I was going to say something about “lemming-like behavior” but I don’t want any trouble from the USDA lemming inspectors.
If federal agents are so interested in magic acts, they might like to try dressing up the budget in a basque and spangled tights and sawing it in half.