The 1st Amendment forbade Congress from prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press. However, I am sure when Sam Adams signed the Constitution, he wasn’t thinking about what his friends or family might read on his blog. I’m sure his boss was a jerk and his cousin John got on his nerves. I’m sure he hated wearing those stupid wigs. It had to be a pain in the ass trying to keep those hairs out of his beer. He would have loved to be able to talk about it in a public way without fearing the wrath of his peers. The 1st Amendment gave him the right to do so, but the consequences would have kept him quiet.
Fast forward 128 years. Along comes the 18th Amendment abolishing liquor. O, the horror. Sam Adams was a known brewer of beer. In fact, many meetings of the founding fathers were held in pubs while drinking pints of their own homemade ale. So how could the country he loved so much betray him like this?
Then in 1933, Congress pulled their head out of their ass and passed the 21st Amendment. It repealed the 18th Amendment bringing peace to the alcohol loving people of America. All was right again.
That brings us to date. So I thank God for the 21st Amendment, Sam Adams, and my blog. Without these three, where would I be today? Probably without a job, any friends, or any family. By no means am I an alcoholic. I just really like beer. Screw the 12 steps. I don’t need no stinkin’ steps. There are thousands of reasons why people are driven to drink. I do it because I like it. However, there are thousands of things that piss me off. Thousands of things that would drive me to drink if I didn’t already. This is why I started my blog. This is…why I drink.
So to you Samuel Adams, I say "good burp".