In a recent post reminiscing about the past, my father (bjbass) and uncle (loose_lug_nuts) discuss working at the show back in '73 where George Carlin got arrested for doing his "7 words" routine:
The crowd got a little rowdy that night and liberated a bunch of untapped beer barrels from the beer tents. Not having tappers with them (must have been outside agitators, any good Milwaukee radical would have had a tapper with him, you just never know when a barrel of beer might come your way), they tapped them with screwdrivers.
From where we were, it looked like whales in Lake Michigan spouting beer.
Which I thought sounded like a great idea. Why didn't God think of that?