Under the cover of Covid, and now in the shadow of the infamous Election Irregularities of that fated 2020 presidential election, with current emerging alleged election fraud in Nevada and Pennsylvania inconveniently slipping into the public discourse, there is proved a colluded ongoing Election Interference in the nomination of the Republican candidate, the likes of which has never occurred in our Constitutional Republic's history, albeit, the question remains: Do you support the plain-sight Election Interference of the Democratic Socialist party, employing its minions in their Propagandistic Media, and their Two Tiered Justice System?
98.84% No, I do not support Election Interference; I am a patriot unto our Constitution.
1.16% Yes, I do support Election Interference; the alternative, Donald Trump, to this mentally diminished president is far worse.
Some of my acquaintances always drink the most esoteric beer in the bar. If you have never had to endure a drink with a BEER SNOB, you have missed out on one of life's little pleasures.
They will tell you all the good things about their particular favorite beer. In the last few years they have gravitated to the craft beers made using whatever the latest trend in brewing snobbery exist. These snobs often do not realize that we have seen this play before.
All:
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch:
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
I no longer partake of alcohol in any form but I am not a born again temperance crusader. I just figured that I had reached the celestial and terrestrial limit of abuse to my body. I do still enjoy the happy hour and I have found that I can enjoy the comradery without the alcohol, In addition straight cranberry juice is good for the kidneys. However, back when I was partaking of the nectar of the barley, wheat, rye, corn or other grains, I would let them ramble on and when my turn came up I repeated my speech.
"Hey, we're drinking beer, I'm not a connoisseur, I'm a drunk. If I wanted to be a connoisseur, don't you think I would chose something rarer than a liquid that is delivered in barrels, kegs and cases". That usually ends the conversation about the best beer. It may have cost me a few Bar Room Buddies but there is one thing you can always count on. Bar Room Buddies can come and go but beer will always be around.
After all my first real experience with beer was from a high school friend who brewed it in his backyard shed. He later went on to be the chief helicopter pilot for Dekalb County Police. We called his brew Al Pop. Here is a link to that article.
Now I might add that I am a connoisseur when it comes to beer commercials and Dekalb County Police. Over the years, we have had some great jingles about beer. Long before Miller Lite commercials of the 1970's, there were radio and early TV commercials for beer. Advertising gimmicks go back, a long way back but the beer jingles were some of my favorites.
Of course my favorite Jingle was never in the commercials:
"Hey Mable, get off the table, The dollar is for the beer"
Having bored you with the above clips, I offer one last factoid. Here is a map of the United States with the favorite beers listed. I'm not saying that it says something about the beer drinking public but there may be more than a few Bobby Tonys than there are Connoisseurs. I do know one thing though. You have to keep a close eye on those Stella Artois drinkers, they area all left wing nuts; look at the map.
Dropping the beer allowed me to drop 40 pounds and blood pressure medicine without any other changed in lifestyle, except the possible exception of a modification to my comedy routine.