I’m beginning to feel like a 100 watt incandescent light bulb lately. I have been getting calls from taxidermists who want to stuff me and hang me on a wall. In a way though, that is nothing new. There are those who would have liked to hang me out to dry as long as thirty years ago.
When I was a boy, growing up in the city of Detroit, Michigan, my mother would sometimes take me on a bus with her and in a big paper bag she carried several burned out Edison electric light bulbs. All you had to do was bring your old bulbs to the Edison office and they would happily replace your old bulbs with new ones free of charge. They were especially happy if they were 100 watt bulbs.
The times are certainly changing. In some States they are making marijuana legal and nationally the 100 watt incandescent light bulb has been put on the endangered list. No longer is it legal to import or to manufacture such bulbs. I figure that the law people who have done such an awesome job of keeping marijuana out of America will now be transferred to the noble cause of striking out 100 watt bulbs in America. Soon we will be able to buy such bulbs on street corners of every major city. Just one more sign of your tax dollars in action and a tribute to the American spirit of not letting anyone try to tell us what we can do.