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I have a number of items in the inbox, but sometimes a story comes along that necessarily cuts into line. In this case, it's the Mount Washington Hotel's threatened lawsuits against anyone else in the vicinity who uses the words "Mount Washington" for anything but the hotel.
What lawyer whispered this idea into the ears of the hotel's management? One with dreams of endless litigation, I have no doubt. That might fly, except for one difficult detail. The hotel was named after the mountain, not the other way round. Granted that the mountain got its present name a scant century before the hotel set up in business (succeeding other hotels on the property with fewer rooms and fewer pretensions). The mountain (formerly known as Agiocochook) has nonetheless been doing business for ten or twelve thousand years, and has intellectual property rights to any name it's called that are superior to those of a hotel with a white paint job and a white bread attitude.
People in the Mount W********* Valley are understandably proud of their massive, vile-tempered mountain, where snow can fall any month of the year, where a summer breeze may top 100 mph, and where over 120 people have died because they didn't take seriously the threat posed by a mountain of only 6288 feet. Apparently some residents express their pride by putting "Mount W*********" on their businesses, or their pickups, or whatever. A good number of these people probably can't afford coffee at the Mount Washington Hotel, let alone a weekend's accommodations there. Perhaps that's what bothers the management: that such rednecks can use the mountain's name just like the Elect.
There's the old saying that no publicity is bad publicity, but I think there's an exception for business decisions bordering on psychosis.
Down in Maine there is a modest cottage industry in topless coffee shops. If I were living up in the Mount W********* Valley, I'd start up a Mount Washington Topless Coffee Shop, just to see the blood pressure rise. Along with the (ahem) view, I'd be sure to serve a cup of good joe that ordinary mortals could afford.
I have a number of items in the inbox, but sometimes a story comes along that necessarily cuts into line. In this case, it's the Mount Washington Hotel's threatened lawsuits against anyone else in the vicinity who uses the words "Mount Washington" for anything but the hotel.
What lawyer whispered this idea into the ears of the hotel's management? One with dreams of endless litigation, I have no doubt. That might fly, except for one difficult detail. The hotel was named after the mountain, not the other way round. Granted that the mountain got its present name a scant century before the hotel set up in business (succeeding other hotels on the property with fewer rooms and fewer pretensions). The mountain (formerly known as Agiocochook) has nonetheless been doing business for ten or twelve thousand years, and has intellectual property rights to any name it's called that are superior to those of a hotel with a white paint job and a white bread attitude.
People in the Mount W********* Valley are understandably proud of their massive, vile-tempered mountain, where snow can fall any month of the year, where a summer breeze may top 100 mph, and where over 120 people have died because they didn't take seriously the threat posed by a mountain of only 6288 feet. Apparently some residents express their pride by putting "Mount W*********" on their businesses, or their pickups, or whatever. A good number of these people probably can't afford coffee at the Mount Washington Hotel, let alone a weekend's accommodations there. Perhaps that's what bothers the management: that such rednecks can use the mountain's name just like the Elect.
There's the old saying that no publicity is bad publicity, but I think there's an exception for business decisions bordering on psychosis.
Down in Maine there is a modest cottage industry in topless coffee shops. If I were living up in the Mount W********* Valley, I'd start up a Mount Washington Topless Coffee Shop, just to see the blood pressure rise. Along with the (ahem) view, I'd be sure to serve a cup of good joe that ordinary mortals could afford.
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