While surfing the web I came across the poem below. I do not know who wrote it as it is never attributed to anyone but anonymous, but it has been posted on the web on dozens of different sites. Some times called Nebraska the Good Life. I would like it to be amended or corrected as I believes it portrays Blue Hill and the people who live there in a bad light. It seems that Blue Hill Nebraska is being given "credit" for the stupidest law in Nebraska.
I would also like to know what is the penalty if a woman wearing a hat that would frighten a timid man is caught eating onions in public?
I am displeased with the way it portrays the city of Blue Hill, while it mentions the achievements of other towns such as Hebron where the worlds largest porch swing is located, it doesn't actually mention the name of the town, and it mentions Kool Aid being first in Nebraska but it doesn't say Hastings was where the first Kool Aid appeared, the only town in Nebraska named is Blue Hill and the claim to fame for Blue Hill, the stupidest law! No women wearing hats in Blue Hill Nebraska may eat onions in public. Now that is in the poem but further research into stupid laws in Nebraska says that "No woman wearing a hat that would frighten a timid person may eat onions in public." I have trouble believing that it is true that such a law exists and if such a law does exist it is about time it is repealed because I am sure that such a law would be found not constitutional because it is after all sexist, if we want to keep it we really much change it to "no person" rather than "no woman". And when was the last time anyone saw a woman in a hat in Blue Hill? Well, maybe riding a horse in the 4th of July parade, but that shouldn't count.
So I want to ask you, the citizens of Blue Hill, to join me in asking the city council to look into this and clean up the name of Blue Hill, lets get off the stupidest law list.
Repeal the law, if it does in fact exist.
If it does not let's have a publicity campaign either exploit our notoriety or let everyone, across the state and across the nation, know that the stupidest law in the state does not exist in Blue Hill, Nebraska.
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The Poem
Smack in the middle our great nation
is a state that requires some explanation
to east and west coasters who will come right out and ask ya
"Is there anything of value in the state of Nebraska?"
It's true we don't have mountains all decked out in snow
But we do have the world"s biggest chicken show
We're the makers of spam, we invented Koolaid.
And this is where the first Ruben sandwich was made.
Our insect the honeybee, our bird the meadow lark
the strobe light, our creation, works best in the dark
Governmentally speaking we're a freak of nature
since we have the nation's only one house legislature.
On Arbor day when you plant a tree
remember that it started in Nebraska City.
We were once called a desert but that name didn't take
Since we have the country''s largest underground lake.
We have the worlds largest forest planted by hand.
And more miles of rivers than any state in the land.
The College World Series calls Omaha home.
And yes, this is where the buffalo still roam.
We were the first state in the nation to finish our interstate section
And the first to run two women in the gubernatorial election.
We invented 911 emergency communication.
And we are the number on producers of center pivot irrigation.
Our woolley mammoth fossil is the largest ever found.
And our monumental "carhendge " is certain to abound.
We have several museums that could be called odd.
dedicated to Chevys, fur trading, roller skates and sod.
In Blue Hill Nebraska no women wearing a hat
can eat onions in public, can you imagine that?
We built the largest swing and indoor rain forest
And anyone who visits is sure to adore us.
So pack up the kiddies, the pets and the wife,
And see why Nebraska is called" The Good Life."
