Turns out you got to square things with the gummint.
Washington’s reach now extends into
a place that — as far as the audience knows — does not exist. That would be the
hidden “load chamber” inside Marty the Magician’s hat. Where Casey the licensed
rabbit waits for his cue.
“Our country’s broke,” Hahne said.
“And yet they have money and time to harass somebody about a rabbit.”
Hahne is a slight man with the
stage persona of an exuberant doofus — he seems constantly surprised by his own
tricks. He’s been doing magic shows full-time for 27 years, on cruise ships and
on land. That means he’s experienced most of the troubles a magician can
expect: Overexcited kids who wet themselves after he brought them onstage. A
shipboard drunk who threw up on his props. A rabbit so mean it growled.
But he did not expect the U.S.
Department of Agriculture.
“She said, ‘Show me your license.’
And I said, ‘License for . . .?’ ” Hahne
recounted. This was after a 2005 show at a library in Monett, Mo. Among the
crowd of parents and kids, there was a woman with a badge. A USDA inspector.
“She said, ‘For your rabbit.’ ”
http://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/watch-him-pull-a-usda-mandated-rabbit-disaster-plan-out-of-his-hat/2013/07/16/816f2f66-ed66-11e2-8163-2c7021381a75_story.html
Nice that the USDA has time to watch over the welfare of
magically hatted rabbits.
Too bad it has no time to monitor food-chain safety, ethanol
boondoggles, or the multiple malfeasances of agribusiness.
~
Doctor Justice’s Petting Zoo has just been served
with such a warrant.
So, here, in accordance with regulation 9356(B) of
HR3444(G), is my Plan, in the event of a Rabbit Disaster:
runrunrunrunrunrunrunrunrun!!!
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