Worst. Beer Summit. Ever.
Editor’s Note: After a year and a half indulging my nonstop food rants, the veggie gf, Alex, has finally gotten angry enough about something that she felt compelled to put it in blog form. What could have inspired this kind of simmering emotion? Well there are really only two things she gets this excited about: Barack Messiah Obama, and beer. Fortunately, today’s story involves both.
Like much of the nation, I’ve been following the story of Henry Louis Gates’s arrest and Obama’s subsequent media gaffe (sort of) with a fair amount of interest. But, being a big beer drinker and aspiring aficionado, in my opinion the most exciting thing to happen in the whole kerfuffle was yesterday’s so-called “beer summit.” I love beer and I love talking out our differences and I mostly love Obama (even if he’s currently shirking his promise to federally fund needle exchange – sorry, unrelated Obama beef), so I eagerly refreshed the New York Times website until they gave me the deets I was looking for.
And then my jaw dropped.
Bud Light? Seriously?
The cop, who I think is probably a pretty nice guy despite the bad rap he’s been given, drank a respectable Blue Moon; the veep is a teetotaler; and Professor Gates had a good old American Sam Adams (albeit a Sam Adams Light – not a beer drinker, are you Professor Gates? That’s ok.)
But our president, who is NO LONGER in the running for Secretary of Taste in my book, drank a freaking Bud Light.
Come on Obama, at least go with a Yuengling. Or give us a taste of some regional Chicago favorite brewed here in the US of A! Give some press to a struggling mid-Atlantic family brewery! Do something besides endorse a giant conglomerate that produces tasteless, below-average beer, and isn’t even American anymore!
So, Mr. Obama, I am officially inviting you up here to New Hampshire to sit in MY yard and drink a Long Trail or a Harpoon seasonal or my buddy Mike’s homebrew. We can discuss needle exchange. But mostly I just want you not to drink Bud Light anymore.