“You know who owns the Washington Post?”
Nods, “He’s a liberal cunt.”
This was a conversation I overheard in Backcountry Brewing in Squamish, British Columbia.
And that was how I knew that Americans had failed the world.
On the upside, the beer I was having was pretty good;
The Suck it Trebek is a NE style, hazy juice box IPA. It’s also got some density on the tongue that I’m good with. It’s mining the grapefruit note but the beer keeps things on the sweet side, and the finish isn’t sharp at all. I like this one.
Next up was the Trailblazer Pilsner and like the OG pilsners, it has a sourdoughish nose and finishes very clean and very crisp. I’m digging it, I tell my friend and as I say that, a hit of bread-ness comes up on the finish. I’m really liking this beer and am impressed with anyone who does a really good Pils.
But what stuck with me was listening to the conversations that the locals were having about the state of American politics, and one man in particular who was assured that “President” Trump was absolutely doing the right thing-that any problems his administration was having, specifically the dentition of hundreds if not thousands of refugees and children was the fault of the previous President (and only him), and not the result of specific policy choices.
And in response to reporting that Trump is a liar and deeply problematic for multiple reasons, this man had decided to write off the owner of the source of the reporting.
It took a lot of restraint to keep myself from getting involved with that conversation. It wasn’t mine though, so I tried to focus on the company I was with.
I couldn’t let it go, though: America has allowed an unwise, callous, racist, bigoted, sexist criminal to take the lead-and people are following it. Not just Americans. The world.
Because that leader has a voice and that voice has been amplified now by power he should not have been given…yet here we are. I shudder to think at the consequences for us, the ones that America must take on and the ones others will foist upon us.
So I would like to take this opportunity to remind everyone that the power that America has comes with responsibilities, and those responsibilities extend not just to our fellow citizens, but to a wider audience as well. We owe it not just to the world to exercise our responsibilities in a kind and just manner, but to ourselves. Perhaps especially to ourselves. If you aren’t registered to vote, now is a good time to do that.
I grinned sheepishly at my friend while a misinformed man loudly dismissed the facts at hand, and when he said “Can we go?” I gladly agreed. There would be no point in involving myself in a conversation where I did not belong. But we’d had a couple tasty beers and our own company was good; there was no reason to let our day be spoilt.
Today’s second pint goes to the Oregon Food Bank.