Well my only hope is that numerous bards of personal choice and liberty will rise up from the depths of oppression and sing out with one voice to let our county officials and the temperance zealots know that we will not be silenced, that we won't be bullied into backing down, that we will shine like a beacon of freedom on a hill, and that we won't go gently into that good night. And dying in our beds many years from now, would we be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our martinis, but they'll never take our FREEDOM!!