Stan has brought the wine world’s airing of their not-really-so-dirty laundry to beer’s front stoop again, I’m sure solely in the interest of making us think and perhaps once again provoking Andy Crouch.
I was going to ignore the whole brouhaha, as I have in the past expended way too many keystrokes on it. But then I read Olly Wehring’s take on it at justdrinks.com and had to reinforce the crux of his message:
I won’t insult your intelligence, then, if you won’t insult mine.
Well put, Olly. Read his whole response here.
All well and good until the dumbest statement of all time gets repeated: “I won’t insult your intelligence, then, if you won’t insult mine.”
Up there with “are you still kicking your dog?” and about as meaningful.