“Do not go gentle into that good night, rage, rage against the dying of the light.”
– Dylan Thomas
Last week, we reviewed a little recent history, citing examples of the Maui County Department of Liquor Control using our paper as a tip sheet, a place to troll for possible violations. That was to set up a recent call we got, from a source who asked that his name be withheld (which, as we also noted last week, is common).
The source told us he and some others were trying to put together a benefit event where alcohol would be served. He admitted they failed to jump through a couple hoops, and ultimately the LC cracked down.
That’s not particularly noteworthy. This is: The source said that when the LC first contacted him, they cited an entry in this very paper’s Da Kine Calendar, which indicated the party was going to be a “rager.”
The wording, incidentally, was chosen by our calendar editor, not the event promoters. But who cares? Calling something a “rager” does not, in itself, indicate anything. Sure, “rager” can mean “large party where copious amounts of alcohol will be consumed.” But, according to the Urban Dictionary, it can also mean “an extremely powerful erection.” (Though considering the LC’s graphic and specific rules about sexual conduct—rules in which words like “vulva,” “anus” and “beastiality” make multiple appearances—that may not have helped.)
At any rate, the point is: this is silly, to put it mildly. For a government agency to be flipping through the pages of this paper, parsing ambiguous language in a small calendar entry, is a big, fat waste of time and resources.
Though in a weird way, it is sort of flattering.