Thursday, September 13, 2012
“It's not bitter, not sweet.
It's a star-spangled treat.”
The patriotism of beer
needs go unchallenged,
a universal. The putzes
in Munich burned so
with stricken ambition
to quickly remake the world
and opposing faces, yet their
sodden crusade highlighted
an expiration date in
a thousand years! As
the languid scholar asked
of Hamlet, “How’d that
come out anyway?”
Our vacant young portrayed by
brewing commercials are all
carpe diem. They challenge
button-downs with happily
slapdash horseplay, like
self-conscious orphans
anxious for adoption.
Labels: beer, beer commercials, Nazi, patriotism
