Tuesday, August 01, 2006

A Brewish Conspiracy!

I rarely write two posts regarding the same topic in succession, but, in this case, I have to strike while the iron's hot.

I have done some research and I've put my finger on what it is that spurred on Mel Gibson's drunken, Zion-bashing tirade. You really can blame it on the alcohol.

See, Gibson, normally a Corona drinker, was disappointed to find out that the restaurant where he was eating was out of his favorite beverage. "Surprise me then," Gibson told the waiter.

Well, imagine his shock when the waiter brought him a new beer that was specifically designed to fuel anti-Semitic sentiments in people. I'm not sure why somebody would create something like this; if you ask me, it seems like it would just cause problems. Working on the fringe of the advertising world, I have actually been able to obtain a magazine ad for the liquor that will be featured in the September issue of Maxim magazine.

1 comment:

little.girl.blue said...

as i was reading this...a song came into my head, as though a higher power had planted the seed of it there in order for it to flourish and grow. i'm sure you'll see the significance...

I feel hungry it's a hunger
That tries to keep a man awake at night
Are you the answer I shouldn't wonder
When I can feel you whet my appetite
With all the power you're releasing
It isn't safe to walk the city streets alone
Anticipation's running through me
Let's find the keys and turn the engine on.

I can feel you breathe
I can feel your heart beat faster.

Take me home tonight
I don't want to let you go till you see the light
Take me home tonight
Listen honey
Just like Ronnie sang
Be my little baby.

I get frightened in all this darkness
I get nightmares I hate to sleep alone
I need some company a guardian angel
To keep me warm when the cold winds blow.

I can feel you breathe
I can feel your heart beat faster.

Take me home tonight
I don't want to let you go till you see the light
Take me home tonight
Listen honey
Just like Ronnie sang
Be my little baby
Be my little baby.

Just like Ronnie sang
Just like Ronnie sang
Be my little baby
Be my darling
I feel a hunger
It's a hunger.


darling, i know you can tell me who crafted these words, so sweet in their sound that it's almost as though the angels in heaven floated down on cream cheesey clouds to spin this just for you.