Beer, more than any other drink, is the drink of the little-d democrat. The choices are nearly limitless; indeed the beer drinker is truly only bound by the availability of certain brews. Price, unlike with bottles of wine or hard liquor, never strays all that far from ten greenbacks a sixer. Yet, if beer is [...]
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Battle Royale: Swill v. Swell
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on March 19, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Recession-Proof: Part Two
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on March 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Only bulls can afford moralism. But in this bear economy, we are taking the words of Malcolm X to heart. In a desperate search for any port in a storm, many state legislatures are considering lifting their arcane Blue Laws—which not only restrict the sale of alcohol on Sundays, but until recently in many states, [...]
Recession-Proof
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on March 5, 2009 | 2 Comments »
The barrage of media coverage had to harsh our buzz at some point. How could we maintain any kind of high while being inundated with all this “shovel-ready” talk and discussion of astronomically depressing job losses? And even more disconcerting to those of us looking at the job market for the first time: the almost [...]
The Merits of Overindulgence
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on February 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“When I have one martini, I feel bigger, wiser, taller. When I have the second, I feel superlative. When I have more, there’s no holding me.” — William Faulkner There comes a time – ok, many a time – when the post-nihilist drunkard takes their calling to too high a level. Whether it be lack [...]
“God’s empty chair”
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on February 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This post-graduate, pre-reality existence is marked by visceral experiences: the drinks; the aching libido; the sheer, bleary-eyed awe. Our attempts to engage our context — full-on, unabashedly, unadulterated — have us careening between myriad locales and a various assortment of situations. In response to our surroundings, we try at great costs to create poignancy. [...]
School is in Session
Posted in The Weekly Drunkard, tagged Andrew Swift, John Schlotfelt on February 12, 2009 | 1 Comment »
If movies, television, and former co-workers are to be believed, there is a certain religious aspect to the local watering hole. Every night, after you’ve put in your 9 to 5, you take your Communion, give confession, and cleanse yourself of the work-a-day doldrums. But when you haven’t established a life, and therefore don’t know [...]
