Texas is thinking about increasing its rural highway speed limits to 85 mph. Can we expect the same in Nevada?

I once wedged myself between suitcases in the hatchback of my grandparents’ Pontiac Ventura, enjoying the cramped arrangement the way only an excited boy can, riding along as they made the temporary move to Carson City. I recall happily heading north into the desert, shooting past the first “Speed Unlimited” sign on U.S. 95, and experiencing acceleration exhilaration as grandpa firmly applied right-foot pressure until we were clicking along at a comfy 100 mph. Sure, Nevada law is based on the old rule that speeds shall be reasonable and proper given existing conditions, but, for a long time, “reasonable and proper” was limited mainly by the balls of the driver. Sadly, unlimited speed on Nevada’s rural highways hit a chicane in March 1974, when the national 55-mph speed limit went into effect, beginning one of the state’s many long battles with the feds. Nevada lost this one in a Ninth Circuit Court decision in 1989. To follow the lead of the Lone Star State, we’d first have to convince the Legislature to change NRS 484B.600, which limits us to 75 mph statewide. Good luck with that.

Is Las Vegas the electronic dance music capital of the world?

Great question, one clearly asked by someone so high on EDC that they have no idea what transpired the first two weekends in June: The blogosphere was rife with reports that DJs Mark Farina and Calvin Harris each had sets cut short at local clubs for refusing to play hip-hop at the command of bottle-service guests. It’s ironic, given that in the late 1990s, major nightclubs banned hip-hop (for supposedly attracting the “wrong element”) and switched to electronica (the money maker at that moment).

That policy backfired during an unfortunate 12-month period in 1999-2000: Utopia temporarily lost its license for permitting nudity, Baby’s was fined for the same thing, and a patron overdosed on Ecstasy at C2K. Hip-hop suddenly seemed preferable to the debauchery of the rave-influenced electronica scene, especially since hip-hop had started to gain significant popular momentum. So … electronic dance music capital? Sure, maybe, but things can change fast around here. Just follow the money, honey.

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