DanB wrote:Now I may use a bunch of colorful language (bald-faced, whopper, etc), but I fail to see how that alters what should be obvious to everyone.
I fault no one for using colorful language, although in this instance, as so often in life, "obvious" purely exists in the eye of the beer holder.
I'm quite content to shadow James T. Kirk in this discussion and refrain from Spock worship, because prattling incessantly about "logic" obscures the fact that had the logic of the moment been accepted at the point of impact, there'd be no craft beer revolution in the first place. Logic said there was no market, and that folks were content with tasteless liquid white bread.
Being an active participant in this game, as opposed to being a pundit standing on the outside and looking in, requires being passionate, taking risks, and doing illogical things pretty much every single day. One punches, and is punched in return. One falls down, gets back up, and jumps back into the fray.
Did Magic Hat do the same in the beginning? Almost certainly, but then it chose a ticket out of my game and went over to the side of the vandals, where it pursues shelf space tactics injurious to the likes of West 6th, NABC and countless others. Consequently, for the moment, I'm content to provide the password, slip into the Alamo, and stand with the besieged.
And, in fact, I care very little whether my reaction is logical. As close to the grassroots as possible is where I want to be, and I know where that particular location is, as it pertains to this case.
Tell you what, Dan: You resist telling me what it's like here, in my business, where you are not, and I'll resist telling you how it is in Germany, where you don't want to be -- because I'm not there, and I don't really know, and at least I'll own up and admit it.
Prosit.