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We're drifting way off course, myself included, of the original post. But these last few posts reminded me of a "situation" I had to deal with some time back. (30+ yrs) As is well known, Alabama is slower than most of the country. Birmingham is not so much, but is still generally "behind the times" in many respects. This is well known to people from outside or that have traveled widely. (Me in both respects) In the late '80s, I had just returned from overseas (Pacific Rim) and had this associate that was from Vincennes, Indiana. His general attitude was that if we didn't do things the way they were done in Vincennes we were just doing them wrong. Period, no culterial adjustments, nothing, we were just wrong.
As a rule, I do not partake of alcohol. Not a "Teetotaler", I just don't like the taste of most booze, nor do I like what it does to me. There arose a time when Mr Vincennes was looking for a club remote from town but within the county to attend with a "new" date. I sent him to a club just inside the county line from a "dry" county where all the "good ole boys" from the dry county came to get loaded. It was a drunks paradise and a strip bar where when you entered you were asked if you had a weapon. If the answer was in the negative, one was issued to you while there. It certainly wouldn't rate the term tavern, or even a dive. Mr Vincennes wouldn't speak to me after, much to my relief. He relocated to a different area.
That is the sort of situation found in any "closed" community. I think my solution was most appropriate for the time and place. Perhaps it would work with city folks coming to Montana. . .
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As a rule, I do not partake of alcohol. Not a "Teetotaler", I just don't like the taste of most booze, nor do I like what it does to me. There arose a time when Mr Vincennes was looking for a club remote from town but within the county to attend with a "new" date. I sent him to a club just inside the county line from a "dry" county where all the "good ole boys" from the dry county came to get loaded. It was a drunks paradise and a strip bar where when you entered you were asked if you had a weapon. If the answer was in the negative, one was issued to you while there. It certainly wouldn't rate the term tavern, or even a dive. Mr Vincennes wouldn't speak to me after, much to my relief. He relocated to a different area.
That is the sort of situation found in any "closed" community. I think my solution was most appropriate for the time and place. Perhaps it would work with city folks coming to Montana. . .
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