One February morning in 1997, I was at a gas station in Burlington, North Carolina. At the counter someone was complaining about new cigarette laws requiring that people under a certain age must show their photo ID. He said it was a stupid law.
“Wait, let me explain something,” said the bearded man behind the counter. “What you are protesting against is not a law. You are instead protesting a regulation. A law is something that has gone through the legislative process and is voted into being by people that you vote for and who are accountable to you. You don’t get to vote for people who make regulations. They can do whatever they want to do. They don’t answer to you at all.”
It remains one of the most eye-opening exchanges I’ve ever witnessed. It changed my perception of things. Ever since that morning, I have cast a wary ...
