Breonna Taylor’s killers are still unaccountable.
But, that is the last time I am going to mention that casually.
It isn’t that I don’t care, it obviously isn’t that justice has been done.
It is because I don’t want to use her memory like a cudgel to get people to pay attention. The whole damn country is focused on Portland right now, and who knows who has stumbled upon this blog.
But she was a person who had an injustice done to her and I don’t want to be someone who tries to turn that injustice into my crusade.
It isn’t fair to her, nor the people who loved her, nor anyone working to push for this wrong to be made right.
She deserves better, just like the rest of us.
Today, I’m on the porch with a Bronze God martzen style ale from Pelican brewing.
It’s a decent enough beer; I love the copper color. The flavors are pretty mild; this isn’t overly sweet and as a matter of fact, I hardly get anything from this beer but a subtle toasty quality.
To tell the truth, I wish this beer was colder. Seems like it should be, you know? Not American light lager cold, but not much warmer than that, either. Also, the effervescence on this beer is surprisingly flimsy. I was expecting the mouthfeel to be a bit crisper. Maybe that’s just what I’m actually in the mood for and this beer isn’t doing it? Or maybe this beer should just have a little more pop.
Still, nice beer to share on a nice day. Maybe I’ll have another.
Today’s second pint goes to the Florida Rights Restoration Coalition.