Radley Balko | February 12, 2007
Remember those anti-drug urinal splatter guards? Yesterday's news. New Mexico has taken the assult on taking a piss in peace to the next level :
The state has ordered 500 talking urinal cakes that will deliver a recorded anti-DWI message to bar and restaurant patrons who make one last pit stop before getting behind the wheel.
"Hey there, big guy. Having a few drinks?" a female voice says a few seconds after an approaching male sets off a motion sensor in the device. "It's time to call a cab or ask a sober friend for a ride home."
Just wait until urinals start actually testing urine for alcohol content. Then the real fun begins!
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I suppose the proper free-market response to this would be to sell earplugs in bathroom vending machines next to the condoms and Tylenol.
Hey, if a female voice wants to call me "big guy" right after I unzip, I'm not going to complain.
Remember when we thought stuff like this could only exist in dystopian comedies?
Just wait until urinals start actually testing urine for
alcohol content. Then the real fun begins!
Cleary, such a measure would be fully supported by the Big Diaper
industry.
"Just wait until urinals start actually testing urine for
alcohol content."
That occured to me as well but then I thought, if the alcohol is in
my piss then it ain't in my bloodstream (or brain) right? Or, at
least that is what I'd tell the arresting officer.
And if the urine tests "positive" we might as well install the tazer/ capture net feature. Because you *might* get in a car.
Just wait until urinals start actually testing urine for
alcohol content. Then the real fun begins!
At least that might serve some purpose, as a warning to wait a
little longer for my BAC to come down.
Wasn't it France that not long ago had forced to be removed a
bunch of urinals shaped like women's mouths?
Just sayin'.
Just wait until urinals start actually testing urine for
alcohol content.
Until this gets widespread, there's going to be lines around the
corner at the first bar to adopt it.
I snagged a breathalyzer keychain last year for just such antics
and the damn thing doesn't really work at all (bloody blackout fall
down probably-shoud-be-detained drunk comes up around 0.04 on the
damned thing).
I'm going to drink, drive anyway and sue, because this message discriminates against and demeans small men, while only encouraging big guys to listen.
And if the urine tests "positive" we might as well install
the tazer/ capture net feature. Because you *might* get in a
car.
Or you might choose to walk home! That's public drunkenness,
y'know.
I wish I were kidding about that. All that's left is a law against
backseat driving under the influence and it'll be illegal to leave
a bar after drinking.
As someone whose brother was hit by a drunk driver and suffered injuries that cause him pain to this day, I don't find these jokes very funny.
This sounds like yet another case of the state using a machine to usurp real people's jobs. When will we think of the skilled urinal-spokesperson who can personally tailor their message to each bar patron who urinates on them.
As someone who is, this very day, writing a news article on the
friend of a co-worker who died last Friday when he had far too much
to drink and drove his truck around a sharp curve at 70 MPH, I
still think this is retarded. The government's ongoing crusade to
stop anyone who has ever looked intently at a can of beer from
driving, instead of worrying about excessive drinking, is
absurd.
Plus the laws against walking while drunk, but that's different
(and, I hope, more specific to Pennsylvania).
Someone mentioned a breathalyzer.
Good enough reason to link to
The Famous Sushi Pants Story
Well, Randy, perhaps you should read another thread.
Ok, snark complete. Here's what I'm getting at: while what happened
to your brother sucks, and while I'm personally in favor of trying
drunk drivers for reckless endangerment of human life, your comment
has nothing to do with the current discussion. The fact is that
talking urinal cakes are inherently funny, and your brother's
injuries have no bearing on whether this is a sensible measure or
just silliness.
As someone whose brother was hit by a drunk driver ... I
don't find these jokes very funny
Hmmm, let's parse this.
Would you find them funny if your brother hadn't been hit by a
drunk driver?
Do you have another brother who hasn't been hit? Could you find
these funny on his behalf instead? (a sister would work, too)
And not least: should anyone really care whether you find them
funny or not? Or are you saying that no one should find them funny?
Cause see, that's not going to happen.
As someone whose brother was hit by a drunk driver and
suffered injuries that cause him pain to this day, I don't find
these jokes very funny.
I'll say it:
Randy, Would you feel better if the that hit your brother was sober
as a judge?
Wait until the talking urinal cake says "Hey big guy..." to some kid that is learning how to handle his equipment and he freaks out and pee's on himself thus destroying his self esteem forever. I feel a warm and wet law suit in the making.
One can only wonder what the cakes in the ladies room would
have to say.
"Damn it got dark in here all the sudden"?
DADIODADDY,
There are no cakes in the ladies' room. Women are toilet-trained.
Unlike some other, unspecified gender that I won't mention
here.
This sounds like yet another case of the state using a
machine to usurp real people's jobs. When will we think of the
skilled urinal-spokesperson who can personally tailor their message
to each bar patron who urinates on them.
I thought people in Manhattan and [insert other large city here]
did that free and already had clubs that cater to that
activity?
Smacky...cakes are not a function of training...unless you're saying you've trained your P not to stink...traing is a function of aim, as in "we aim to please, you aim too, please"
Anyone care to guess how many minutes these
"talking urinal cakes" will remain functional?
Not That David | February 12, 2007, 2:50pm | #
I wish I were kidding about that. All that's left is a law against backseat driving under the influence and it'll be illegal to leave a bar after drinking.
In Texas, it's apparently illegal to drink
in the bar.
Kwix, They're so serious about stopping drunk driving that they even cited people drinking at the bar of the hotel where they were staying. And thank god they did! Imagine if they had gotten all hopped up on the hooch and gone out and gotten their cars and tried to drive them up to their rooms. Just think of the skid marks they might leave on the sheets!
Wasn't it France that not long ago had forced to be removed a bunch of urinals shaped like women's mouths?
Not sure about that one, but I did find a case of NOW
complaining about a mouth-shaped urinal in the Virgin Atlantic
clubhouse at JFK. What I want to know is, how is it that
they're so sure it's a woman's mouth, huh? Maybe it's a man wearing
lipstick! So much for NOW's fight against ingrained sexist
attitudes!
Here's a different (and, IMO, better) one: a Sofitel in NZ has urinals equipped with pictures of women - ah...examining your equipment.
Clearly, some people on this thread are the type who want their
cake and eat it too.
Do you know what I'd say if some urinal cake started talking to me
while I was relieving myself? I'd say, "Can this wait a minute? I'm
playing German U-Boat with that cigarette butt down there and
you're ruining my concentration . . ."
If it were women urinating into an a urinal cake in the shape of a male face, they would call it empowerment.
"And if the urine tests "positive" we might as well install the
tazer"
Actually, just hotwire the cake and put a metal plate on the
floor.
Poor SOB would get a ride in an ambulance.
Plus the laws against walking while drunk, but that's
different (and, I hope, more specific to Pennsylvania).
It's certainly illegal in California. A few months ago I was out
for some drinks with some co-workers. One guy had had a little too
much and we insisted that he go home in a cab. Apparently he was
embarrassed to arrive home in a cab so he had the cabbie let him
out 2 blocks from his house, and he started walking. He tripped and
sprained his ankle, so he sat on the curb and rubbed it for a few
minutes before staggering on. Some very helpful passers-by checked
to make sure he was OK and then called the cops. Just as he was
arriving at the front door of his place the cops appeared and
arrested him for public intoxication. So much for being too
embarrassed to take a cab.
'Walking while intoxicated' is illegal in Tennessee too. Just
ask my nephew.
It's funny, but as I was peeing earlier I was thinking about just
this sort of thing - when every appliance in every home will have
'smart' technology, and be hooked into the local wifi so that any
slightest legal infraction can be instantly transmitted to the
local law enforcement. Toilets that detect alcohol, TVs that detect
porn; possibly even floors that can detect filth. "Better clean
this place up, Master, or I'll be forced to call the local Health
Department."
Brrr. I'm going back to bed.
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