In an odd yet overdue move, Florida officials have posthumously pardoned Jim Morrison for allegedly showing his dong during a concert in Miami in 1969. (Thanks to Bonham for the link.) Of course, Morrison was convicted of several misdemeanors, despite the fact that there are dozens of pictures from the evening, none of which show Morrison's wang, and, conveniently, pretty much the only eyewitnesses who say they saw it were cops.
My favorite part of the article was the following snippet: "The pardon was granted over the objection of Angel Lago, a former Miami police officer, who said it sent the wrong message to the nation's youth[.]" I can see his point. With this news, I fully expect the nation's youth -- many of whom have no idea who Jim Morrison is -- to take this news as an invitation to form one of the most important American rock bands of all-time, get all hopped up on booze, acid, mescaline, and the like, write a whole bunch of great songs, and then find themselves on stage in front of thousands of adoring fans, where, empowered by the Florida board of clemency, they will be left with only one realistic option: whip it out. After all, if they do that, then they will railroaded by old-fashioned and threatened cops and then pardoned 39 years after they die. It's inevitable.