March 19, 2007
The great equalizer
Originally published March 25, 2002
As intended, I ate and drank well while I was in Key West. Conch and calamari and lobster, with an occasional prime rib thrown in for variety. I abandoned my rented bicycle after the first day and walked everywhere I wanted to go. Duffy's Steakhouse and Crabby Dick's were my favorite dining establishments, and Irish Kevin's Pub my favorite bar. Yeah, I visited Sloppy Joe's, Captain Tony's, The Bull and Whistle, and a few other places I don't recall, but the music was better at Kevin's. It's probably just as well that I came home when I did, because a few weeks of that kind of living would require membership in Weight Watchers and a liver transplant to restore me.
I stayed at a place called DEJA VU. I've never been particularly modest about people seeing me naked, because I skinny-dipped with friends in my youth and showered in locker rooms full of bare-assed guys during my athletic days. I adapted quickly to this "clothing optional" (read: nobody wears clothes) atmosphere and forged vacation friendships with a lot of interesting people from all over the world while I was there. I am more convinced than ever that Congress should meet nude. I lot of social masks fall away when everybody is naked. It's difficult to act regal and pompous with your buns in the wind and nothing but a towel to hide behind.
Congress could use a dose of that sort of medicine.
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