Though I profess the passion and joy of wine, I think my new stint for the week day is going to be
"Wine = Terror!"
Wine
scares the pee out of a lot of people-- Not just the weak bladdered and
not just the over-served. In a recent poll, 6.4* out of 10 of the
over-served had an "uh-oh..." while answering wine questions. (*The .4 was because it was difficult to determine if one of the "uh-oh's" happened prior to the questioning or not).
I realize that new tastes, flavors, and delicious essences of grapes from far off lands are a horrific concept-- (think the twins in The Shining). There are the funny words, threatening glasses, and mustachioed men
(that we've only ever seen on TV) with big noses and bad attitudes
that refuse to sell us wine that we can't possibly understand...
Seriously, have you ever met this guy? I have, and he still doesn't
know that his wallet is missing.
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When we think of wine, one thing we have to keep in mind is
"What do we have to lose vs what do we have to gain?"
We might not like it.
Buck-up Billy and Billie-Jean!
How long does that last? 15 seconds? More horrific experiences happen
to us at our primary care physicians, yet we seem to shake it off after
a few hours, a couple of drinks, and a lifetime of denial.
VS.
We might love it!
That lasts a lifetime. Then we can tell our frenimies that their taste in wine stinks, and we loves us some Vee-og-nay! or Vee-og-ner, or that gawt danged V-juice! (Turn the tables, Rattle the cage! Now is our chance to intimidate! Make it rain chainsaws in their house!)
Which leads us to...
We don't know how to pronounce it.
We
happily mispronounce the island of Anitgua, but it doesn't stop us from
going there and voluntarily submitting ourselves to torture while we
get those sweet, tropical, cornrows. "Island style, bra'!"
We don't want to waste money.
If
you've ever spent money on the Detroit Lions, checking the box on your
tax returns to support election campaigns, and have never negotiated
the price of a mattress or gym membership, you've wasted far more
scratch (and there is a picture of you somewhere that looks like this) Why deny others the pleasure?
Even if you don't like it, wine still has 13-16% Alcohol. Turn that pout inside-out and see how fast you can drink it!* (goodetobefirst.com does not advocate you blaming someone else for taking poor advice)
Isn't a lot of wine made by commies, socialists, and hippies?
Uhm,
is there a difference? Most of the products in our homes are made by
communists that somehow missed the point that the most fun about
proclaiming a love of Maoism / Marxism, is that it came with rights to
expand our mind and get all frisky at love-ins, sit-ins, and disguising
these to the general public as Contra Dancing
In the end, people lineup to spend millions and millions of dollars ever year to buy "Terror"- Books, Magazines, movies, and we even spend countless hours searching the web for photos like this. Why not capitalize on fear of wine?
It's time to put the Terror back in Terroir!
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