Unfortunately, I’m now having to type this blog for the second time today. This is because earlier in the day, using the WordPress app on my iPad, a malfunction occurred.
This is the second time I’ve encountered a problem with spending a good, solid chunk of time writing a blog only to have the app completely erase it for no apparent reason. Thus, I think I may write the developers of the WordPress app for iPad to explain to them how they need to improve the app.
Now that the piece of venting is out of the way, I plan to comment on the fact that as of today, alcohol is being sold in the Southern Baptist capital of the world: Slocomb, Alabama.
For those of you who live elsewhere, either in other parts of the USA or overseas, it may come as a surprise to you that there’s a such thing as counties and cities which forbid the selling of alcohol. But the last election in Slocomb put the sale of alcohol up for a vote, and the vote passed it through.
Personally? Due to my Anglo-Catholic leanings, I don’t have a problem with the consumption of alcohol in and of itself; everything in moderation, and if one violates said moderation, do away with the problem.
Simultaneously, I found myself opposed to the sale of alcohol in Slocomb. We could actually put money into something more beneficial.
Also, the last thing we need is to have drunk rednecks fighting each other at football games. Many in Slocomb are aware of a sizable chunk of the population that thinks football was instituted by Jesus Himself, and no doubt their respective pastors are flogging that point in the pulpit. To bring alcohol into the situation will necessarily result in the perpetuation of the drunk white trash stereotype, something that Slocomb would do well to fight against with all its might, and even that might not be enough.
What does this blog have to do with food, you might ask?
Well, myself not being a huge drinker, I can’t comment on alcohol and the taste thereof too much, other than to say it has no merits as an out-and-out beverage. I did once spend a fond Christmas Eve at a coffee house with people eating cheese and crackers with wine, though to be perfectly honest I much preferred the cheese and crackers to the wine.
See? I managed to relate this blog to actual food after all.
The consumption of alcohol, while having some recreational benefit, doesn’t strike me as something that helps society as a whole. There are better things to do with one’s time, in my opinion, though I’ll make no judgments on anyone who keeps their consumption in check.
Also, how many drunk drivers do you think are actually going to remember that the Stop Sign is suspended in midair when they come cruising through “downtown” Slocomb?