Day of the Ninja and anniversary of the 21st amendment to the Constitution fall on the same day. Coincidence? I think not.

It was brought to my attention that both of these historic moments have today's date (thanks, Brooke). And I think I've now unraveled an important piece of history's mysteries: how Prohibition came undone. Clearly a mortal man could not have stood in the path of Americans with their panties in a bunch (A.W.T.P.I.a.B. tm). Who could face such a task? A pirate? Yes, but they were already making money hand over fist in smuggling rum so why should they? An astronaut? Astronauts are fictional and there is no such thing as the moon. No, clearly it was the work of a ninja or possibly a ninja clan. Ninjas always walk single file so that you can't tell how many were there by their tracks. Also, ninjas leave no tracks.

Someone, let's call him the Mighty Anti-Sobriety Ninja as his real name will never appear and probably be all Japanesey anyway, infiltrated the government, drafted an amendment to the Constitution of the United States and blackmailed or threatened all of the men who stood in the way of its ratification with pain of death or worse until they shut the fuck up and let everyone drink again. So, say a small prayer to the M.A.S.N. today as you sip from your beer can helmets, hoist your flagons of mead or, like me, drink mash liquor from the skulls of your enemies, in thanks. Then, say a longer prayer that he does not come for you in the night.