Thursday, November 12, 2015

Outrage!

I have to admit that the subject of today’s media outrage is far more interesting than what we have been served in recent weeks.  I’m not sure how much one is paid by a media outlet to manufacture outrage, but if it is decent coin I may just look into a career change.  Because the standard drivel is very rarely worth ones effort to clear ones throat (harrumph!).

Among the recent spate of outrages we can count: One presidential hopeful’s suggestion that as a nation of laws it is our moral duty to enforce immigration statutes and apply such actions they may require, say deportation of violators; the political witch hunt currently directed at one former presidential cabinet member in regards the criminal mismanagement of sensitive, nationally critical information; use of a government charge card by another presidential hopeful for payment of personal expenses, although directly paid for by the candidate when due.


But these are mere trifles compared with today’s (that would be Wednesday, November 11, 2015, as this is being written) egregious affront to our cultural heritage:  Starbucks’ seasonal cup is anti-Christmas!  How could they do this?  Well let me elucidate.  It seems the cup design for this year is, gird yourselves… red!  It’s just plain red, with the traditional Starbucks mermaid.




There are no snowflakes.  There are no Christmas tree ornaments.  There are no snow men, no stylized pine branches, no carolers, rein deer, not one nutcracker.  It is just a red cup with a green logo.  How could they be so exclusionary?



Well I for one applaud their decision!  I don’t drink Starbucks’ coffee for the decorations.  Hell, I don’t even drink it for the taste.  That’s right; I don’t like the coffee that much.  The only way I can tolerate it is to load it up with sugar and half-and-half. I go to patronize Starbucks because I can enjoy a good read on their patio while watching the attractive women come and go.  And how can I do this in the dead of winter?  Because I live in Southern California where there are no snowflakes, snow men, or pine trees.  There is just mild weather that makes coffee on the patio at Starbucks one of the simple pleasures in life.



Oh, and let’s not forget the attractive baristas.  The female baristas, I didn’t really need to clarify that, did I?


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