James Bond Will Return, in: An Occupational License to Kill

I hear a lot of talk around the office about occupational licensing.* But every time I hear “a license to …” I automatically think of James Bond. It seems that licensing becomes a hotter topic every time I look up. Even my cubicle neighbor, Josh Smith, has to deal with licensing. After all, he’s also a taxi driver licensed by the city, and his girlfriend is a massage therapist licensed by the state (he hastens to add that she got a perfect score on her exam). Thankfully, I hail from the great Franklin County, where the only occupations that are required to obtain licenses are: plumber, notary public, and auctioneer.

Recently, here at the Show-Me Institute, we’ve added a whole new section to our website that’s devoted to occupational licensing: “Show-Me: The Licensing.” There is a ton of great information there, including this piece all about how occupational licensing affects Missourians. And, as always, you can check out the rest of Show-Me Living for even more information.

And, hey, while you’re at it, be sure to take a look at Dave Stokes’ brand-new case study on the topic.

Luckily, no license is required to be a Show-Me Institute intern.

*You would not believe how many times I misspelled “licensing” when writing this. God, I love spellcheck.