Strippers and the United Nations

There's an interesting little report on CNN that linked better attendance and business for "gentlemen's clubs" to the U.N. having its annual meeting in New York.  On the video, they interviewed the manager of The Cheetah, definitely an upscale establishment!

I wonder if the strippers provide a distraction to members of this august body, and that we might consider them to be distractions also to other deliberative bodies.  Therefore, I offer a modest proposal:

In Washington, as long as Congress is in session, close down the strip clubs!  And maybe the states of Virginia and Maryland could also voluntarily grant the ecdysiasts a holiday as long as our Solons are doing their National Duty!  In my way of thinking, it's the patriotic thing to do.

After all, some states have laws closing the bars on election day; or at least while the polls are open.

Hmmm......should we also institute in-session prohibition in D.C. as long as Congress is meeting?  Considering the antics (or non-antics) of the current group of losers, they drive the rest of us to want to drink!  Maybe the best solution is to move Congress lock, stock, and barrel to Salt Lake City, or some other place not noted for its nightlife.

http://www.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/politics/2013/09/25/dnt-un-nyc-strip-clubs.wpix.html

To include a little story about my home state, Louisiana, the capital was originally in New Orleans even back in the French and Spanish days.  But in 1830, some legislators, finding it to be a bit "noisy" (read that as too tempting), moved the capital upriver to Donaldsonville.  (Betcha you never heard of that place!)  Anyway, in 1831, they found Donaldsonville to be unsuitable, so they relocated the capital back to New Orleans.

The capital was again moved in 1849; this time to Baton Rouge.  They figured that a place named after a Native American boundary marker had little of the aura of temptation.  Mark Twain commented negatively on the original capital building there as coming from reading too much Sir Walter Scott, but he was an old grump sometimes.