Myrtle Beach Government Hell Bent Against Biker Rallies.

I am sure that all of you fans and supporters of the Myrtle Beach Bike Rallies are keeping a firm eye on the fascist going-ons over at the Myrtle Beach City Council.

Over the last couple of months, Mayor Jim Rhodes has been spearheading an assault against the May Harley Davidson rally and the Atlantic Beach Memorial Day Bike Week. Starting with increasing the city’s property tax to help pay for efforts to drive off millions of dollars of tourism the rallies bring in over the month, the council has continued their efforts with a series of gestopo-esque ordinances specifically aimed at infringing on the rights and freedoms of motorcycle riders and any business that might do business with them.

For instance, despite the fact that South Carolina’s laws allow adult riders (over 21) to ride without a helmet if they choose, the city council intends to make helmets and eye protection mandatory in the city. Riding without protection will be considered an “administrative infraction.”

What is an administrative infraction? Good question, and not many know, but the city will also set up a special administrative infraction board to deal with these “offenses.” Sounds an awful lot like those secret courts that Homeland Security and the FBI got caught using for illegal wiretaps and putting people in Guantonimo.

The council also has proposed ordinances to ban parking trailers on public streets, public lots and “some private lots.”  In addition, they plan to have the parking meters running during the rallies and restrict parking to one bike per space.

Furthermore, the council intends to further restrict the sales of alcohol within the city limits, cutting the hours of sale, as well as baring the consumption and possession in parking lots.

In addition to the plan to refuse to sell vendor permits during the rally weeks, the council has put forth ordinances to declare “unpermitted events and rallies” a public nuisance and enforce these restrictions within the city limits and beyond-kind of like how Germany want to enforces its ordinances throughout Europe. In that vein, they are also requiring every visitor staying in a hotel room to provide identification.

Can you say, “Papers, please!”?

The city will also require convenience stores to provide increased security during the rally times. What this means exactly-armed guards? Video cameras? Search dogs?-is rather vague, but it will mean a bigger whole in everyone’s wallet.

Finally, when challenged by residents and business owners on a unilateral assault on freedom, capitalism, and the American way-one that would produce proud tears of joy from Adolph, Lenin, and Mao–Rhodes responded, “If you don’t like it, get out.”

Obviously, the statement of a man with the best interest of his city and people in mind-More taxes. More laws (which will require more tax money to enforce). More bureaucracy. Less business. Less Jobs. Less Freedom.

And this was “America’s” favorite beach…

(Originally published in Myrtle Beach Alternatives NewsMagazine

A Return to the Good Ole Days

Back when I was little, we could come down to Myrtle Beach singing a little parody of a commercial jingle.

“Baseball, Hot Dogs, Apple Pie and Myrtle Beach.” I can’t remember much more, but basically playing on Chevrolets’ patriotic jingle praising the things that were part of the American ideals we grew up with.

However, it would seem that “American” and “Myrtle Beach” don’t go to well together, particular with the rash of bigoted, fascist activities going on over at the Myrtle Beach City Building.

Over the last couple of months, Mayor Jim Rhodes has been spearheading an assault against tourism, bikers, and the May Bike Rallies that bring millions of dollars into the Grand Strand coffers that wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t for freedom-loving Americans and their two-wheeling ways.

First, they started by increasing the city’s property tax to help pay for efforts to drive off millions of dollars of business for hotels, shops and restaurants. Then the council has continued the assault with a series of laws specifically aimed at infringing on the rights and freedoms of motorcycle riders and any businesses that do business with them.

It would seem that the Myrtle Beach Council has an eye toward turning back the clock to the “good ole days” where bigotry, stereotyping and picking on the longhaired weirdo freaks was the order of the day.

Let’s face it. These new anti-biker ordinances have one thing at their heart-Bigotry. Whether because “Hell’s Angels” was a scary movie, Eric Von Zipper was a bad guy in the “Beach Blanket Bingo” movies, or because motorcycles don’t leave enough room on the road for their SUVs, the entire effort to kill off the bike rallies really boils down to bigotry.

The only thing making these laws different from the laws that enforced “Whites Only” water fountains, dining rooms and toilets is that the new laws have politically correct language.

And if you think I am going to wimp out and say that racism has nothing to do with this, you are wrong. We all know that racial bigotry has a lot to do with what is going on in Myrtle Beach. However, just like I have said, the “good ole boys” have just got some fancier lawyer speak to keep them out of trouble.

Of course, racial discrimination isn’t enough for these new “good ole boys.” They miss the days of Joe McCarthy, too. Therefore, they are going to go after any business, within or without of their jurisdiction, that might support what they feel is un-Myrtle Beach. Just like Joe going after the people in Hollywood, Broadway, or anywhere else that didn’t agree with his version of America, the Myrtle Beach Council plans to go after anyone, anywhere that supports the bike rallies.

Calling these laws McCarthy-esque, however, is being nice. They are less like fascist fanatical anti-communists and more like something National Socialist from Europe would think up.

They have proposed laws that state their intention to go after any business-inside or outside of Myrtle Beach City Limits-that they have deemed a nuisance.

Sound kind of like how Hitler wanted to spread their view of Jews beyond Germany’s boarder back in the 40s. I wouldn’t be surprised to see the baby blue and white tanks laying siege to Little River, North Myrtle Beach and Murrells Inlet any day now.

Of course, if any Bikers still want to come to Myrtle Beach, they must properly identify themselves. Kind of like a yellow star on the lapel, Bikers within city limits, will be forced to where helmets, despite the prevailing South Carolina laws.

Riding without protection will be considered an “administrative infraction.”

What is an administrative infraction? Good question, and not many know, but the city will also set up a special administrative infraction board to deal with these “offenses.” Sounds like the same legal process as lynching or internment camps.

Private property and businesses also mean little to this new regime. The council has proposed ordinances to ban in “some private lots.” Furthermore, the council intends to further restrict the sales of alcohol within the city limits, cutting the hours of sale as well as barring the consumption and possession in (private?) parking lots.

The city will also require convenience stores to provide increased security during the rally times. What this means exactly-armed guards? Video cameras? Search dogs? -Is rather vague, but it will mean a bigger hole in everyone’s wallet.

Finally, when challenged by residents and business owners on a unilateral assault on freedom, capitalism, and the American way-one that would produce proud tears of joy from Nazis, Klansmen, and other intolerant dictators throughout history–Rhodes responded, “If you don’t like it, get out.”

Yeah, no bigotry or hate in that statement. These are obviously the words of a man who “supports all tourism” (2005). Indeed, the statement of a man with the best interest of his city and people in mind-More taxes; more laws (which will require more tax money to enforce); More bureaucracy (which will require more taxes and more laws to regulate); Less business; Less Jobs; Less Freedom.

And this was “America’s” favorite beach…

 

 

Defiantly American,

From the American Part of the Grand Strand.

(Originally Published in Alternatives NewsMagazine)

Published in: on February 16, 2009 at 19:21  Comments Off  
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Places to Be: Original Mr. Fish

We interrupt your regularly scheduled Places to Be to bring you this special issue.
I know that in the last issue I told you about my plans to present you with some tourist oriented places that you might want to check out before the summer crowds arrive. However, two things happened over the last week: First, I had a terrible cold that put me out of the mood for visiting tourist spots, and second, I enjoyed a spectacular lunch from The Original Mr. Fish.
Fish is a trick food for me. I love it, but my desire to order it rarely comes up. I don’t know what it is exactly, but sometimes I will see a restaurant that specializes in fish and, blam, that is what I want. That is how I came across Mr. Fish.
I was heading toward the office after a morning meeting and I came across The Original Mr. Fish, located at 3401 N. Kings Highway. Right then, I knew it was lunchtime.
Mr. Fish is an intimate place. It is brightly colored and a friendly environment. There were maybe a half-dozen tables for seating, with a few tables outside on the sidewalk. It was lunchtime and the place was full. I was happy that I was getting take out and didn’t have to wait for a seat.
On the other hand, I was kind of jealous of the people eating in. While I waited, I watched some truly excellent customer service going on in the midst of the crazy lunchtime rush. The waiter was on the ball, and Ted Hammerman, the owner, seemed to make time to stop and talk to everyone.
It seems that Ted really knows his fish. Apparently, Ted is a well-respected consultant to the international fishing industry and has an impressive resume. He also offers catering in addition to the restaurant, consulting, seafood supply, bait and … well, just about every service you can think of that involves fish.
I ordered a fish sandwich and she-crab soup from the menu, which I almost regretted. The specials board listed a lot of tasty sounding meals, including seafood lasagna.
However, I had made my choice, and would have to live with it.
When I got to the office and finally got to dig into my meal, I had no regrets.
The sandwich had a perfectly cooked piece of fish.
There was a generous side of fries, and more importantly, a very generous supply of tartar sauce.
The she crab soup was something different. To be honest, I wasn’t impressed with my first taste of it, but with every spoonful, it got better and better. By the time I reached the bottom of the bowl, I found myself wanting more.
The Original Mr. Fish is a great place to be for lunch, but I suggest you plan ahead. It gets crowded, and even with the great customer service, it may take awhile. If you can, call ahead for take out orders (843.839.FISH), Mr. Fish is well worth the extra effort.

(Originally Published in the Myrtle Beach Herald)

Published in: on February 16, 2009 at 19:15  Comments Off  
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Movies to See: He’s Just Not That Into You

hes_just_not_that_into_you_ver2Ah, February. Time for some lame romantic comedies and other doldrums offerings from the movie industry. Or so we have come to expect.

However, this year’s lead romantic comedy manages to be good, if not quite original.

“He’s Just Not That Into You” has a blunt, if slightly awkward, title, that really only describes one of the several storylines in this look at relationships in the 21st century.

Okay, I admit my soft spot for romantic comedies and these “relationship” films. It reminds of movies like “St. Elmo’s Fire” and similar films I grew up with. This movie follows the same basic plots but with just enough innovation took keep it interesting.

The title plot goes to Gig (Ginnifer Goodwin), a young girl who can’t seem to figure out why guys don’t caller her back. Then she meets Alex (Justin Long), who gives her frank advice on the man’s point of view on dating.

The other plots involve a couple (Jennifer Aniston and Ben Affleck) that has been together for seven happy years until the idea of marriage comes between them; a young realtor (Kevin Connolly) who is in love with a yoga instructor (Scarlett Johansson) who toys with his affections, but is really interested in Ben (Bradley Cooper), who is married to his college sweetheart (Jennifer Connelly). Throw in to the mix is Drew Barrymore, executive producer, who plays one of the girls who has a lot of angst over the multi-media world of dating in the new millennium.

It is all been done before, plot-wise, and on the surface, you wouldn’t expect to be impressed. I know I didn’t, but this turned out to be surprisingly good. You really get involved in the characters’ lives and hope everything works out. Of course, nothing surprising happens. Nevertheless, even that doesn’t damper the feel well, date movie vibe you get watching it.

About the only surprise acting-wise is with Affleck. After a long string of bringing down movies with some placid performances that put off moviegoers, Affleck actually comes across as likable in this film. Maybe it is because of the minimal screen time or the fact that he was paired with Aniston, who just makes any scene better, but you’re almost surprised that it is Affleck in the role.

I would recommend this movie as a great date movie with Valentines Day coming, however I will warn you. If you are in one of these situations, you might just have to face facts and put your relationship to the test.

(Originally Published by the Myrtle Beach Herald)

 

 

Published in: on February 16, 2009 at 10:23  Comments Off  
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