Alcohol – The Great Enabler and Inhibitor

I woke this morning (this morning being the 31st of July 2014) to another great Boris Johnson diktat.

Ankle tags to monitor offenders’ alcohol consumption

In the same week that Boris wants to charge London diesel car drivers an extra £10 on top of the congestion charge they already have to pay (to be fair coming into effect in 2020), it does show how the lines blur between what is considered a left-wing and a right-wing politician when the authoritarian (formerly nanny) state want to extend their grasp into our lives for a perceived “greater good”.

In the above instance, this decree is straight out of the equally barmy programs already in effect in what is apparently the beacon of freedom that is the United States of America.

Alcohol is seen as an enabler.

The reasoning is somehow these apparent “1 million violent crimes” (a nice round number) are alcohol-related and the poor dears that commit these acts wouldn’t do so if they were clean and sober.

In essence it is a punitive measure that puts the onus of the crime less on the criminal that committed it but on the cause that lead to it, the social scourge of all health nuts…alcohol.

It is odd that the article, the only reference I have for this rant, makes a point that the programme makes a distinction between repeat offenders and those deemed alcohol dependent.

Still it is good to know that in the UK Smoking, drinking and drug use down in young, report says

Underage drinking isn’t something I condone, but we have all done it.  But that state is winning in its brainwashing of each new generation coming into the world, they will learn what is good for them.  Government approved fun…yippee.

In even more patronising news, again from the USA; Middle-aged drinking ‘impairs memory’.

Alcohol, the great inhibitor.

This is a wonderfully non-scientific approach to belittle those who missed out on the joys of being wrapped-up in state approved cotton wool to protect them from themselves.

Let us look at the basis of the this bullshit…

6,500 people were asked three specific questions:

Had people annoyed them by criticising their drinking?

Had they ever felt guilty or bad about their drinking?

Had they ever had a drink first thing in the morning to steady nerves or get over a hangover?

Those who answered yes to one of these questions were considered to have a problem with alcohol.

Question 3 ignores the “hair of the dog” treatment, but then I don’t get hangovers.

Questions 1 and 2 are quite leading, by that I mean, if I were to answer ‘no’ to either, does that mean there is something more indicative of possible addiction because I am NOT annoyed by criticism or that I do NOT feel guilty about my drinking?

Of course articles like this always end with a massive caveat that highlight just what horse shit the ‘research’ actually was.

But seeing as the young generations are locked into a nanny mind-set and don’t mind being nudged to being considered as worthy citizens the older generation are now the lost ones; left to a life of senility, cancer and heart problems because of all the fun that was had in the past and castigated for it by a youth brought up to fear everything.

Hear endeth my (slightly tongue-in-cheek) paranoid rant, next time, more beer reviews…

Cans – Festival Drinking for the Craft Wanker – Part 2

Part 1 of my post about ‘Craft’ Beer in cans can be found at this link.

So Sonisphere is over (and bloody good it was too) but I still have quite a few more cans to review and this is what this post is for.

In the mean time, here is a First World War dog fight reenactment that Bruce Dickenson took part it…

As discussed in Part 1 Trooper beer (Iron Maiden’s own beer produced by Robinson’s Brewery) was on sale…a £5 a pint (plus an additional 10p for cup return).

Tuborg was £4.80 (again with an additional 10p so you returned your cup, or gave all the people a chance to ferret on the floors and dip in bins for used cups).

I went to Hyde Park to was Black Sabbath, Soundgarden and Faith No More – it was £5 a pint for Fosters…fucking Fosters or £5.50 for Heineken (or you could also spend £5 on a 400ml bottle of Heineken if you were too lazy to queue for a bit longer at the regular bars).

This put into some perspective what anyone is willing to spend on beer given the time and place.

In my time at each festival I bought 1 pint of Heineken and 1 pint of Trooper – smuggling of beer made up for the rest of the alcohol consumed over that weekend.

So, on with this 2nd part of this review of Festival Cans.

The beer was bought from The Liquor Shop.

To recap, there were two rules for this:

Room Temperature – I can’t chill them at a festival, so they will be at ambient (not warm though, again I’m still not a total heathen).

Out of the Can – the first and last mouthfuls were taken from the can, prior to pouring into a glass, because I’m still at home, I want a photo record (#photocraftwanker) and I’m not drinking out of plastic or completely out of the can unless I have no choice.

All cans, as far as I know, were 355ml.

I did pick up a pint (16oz) can, which I had only at the festival (no glass), this will feature later on…

After having the much heralded All Day IPA by Founders Brewing (age verification nonsense) and enjoying it I then got a can of the Centennial IPA. This one is 7.2%. Very enjoyable. It was on my festival list.

What? I told you I still don’t do tastings. It’s either a yarp or a narp. Hopefully I will evolve in time and put together a reasonable tasting review but until that time it will be just a yes or no.

And I’m not going to go on about IBU’s either.

Next was Phoenix Pale Ale by Sly Fox Brewery. 5.1% and not my thing. Narp.


Brooklyn Brewery (more prohibition-lite age verification bollocks) were next up with their Brooklyn Lager. Massively lacklustre, no better than really cheap supermarket lager. 5.2% and I will speak no more about this brew.


WP_20140629_003Flying Dog Brewery Not having a bad Flying Dog brew continues and this 4.7% Under Dog Atlantic Lager was no exception. Yarp.


WP_20140629_005Back to Sly Fox again with the 7% IPA – India Pale Ale. It is a no from me – but they do have a nice website.


Ska Brewing make a welcome return, this time with the 5.8% Vernal Minthe Stout. I had actually had this before (and chilled) while watching the very weird but quite enthralling Under The Skin which features quite a few male erections as it does Scarlett Johansson completely naked. It is very, very arty. But this beer tasted that same chilled as it did at ambient – minty. Like consuming melted mint choc chip ice cream. Good if you like that kind of thing, which I do, so it’s a yes from me.


So that pint can I took to the festival was the Torpedo Extra IPA from Sierra Nevada Brewery. 7.2% and bloody horrible, too late, I’d take it, waste not – want not.

Don’t worry, all litter was picked up afterwards (and I did have some of the Fosters, cast me out)…

And this is pure unfeted happiness having one of the good ones in the rain before Chas and Dave came onstage. Gertcha!!

While we are at it, I feel that in my 1st review I castigated Sixpoint’s Bengali Tiger quite vociferously. Not that my opinion counts for much, but I will say that chilled it is quite a good drink – just never, EVER drink it at room temperature.

So, there you have it again. 7 canned American beers.

3 very enjoyable. 4 a waste of cash.

And this is what I ended up taking…

The choice was fleshed out with copious amount of Jagermeister.

There are plenty of other cans/tins/tinnies out there to try for which I may well actively search out and write about.

Continue to Rock Hard, Rock Heavy, Rock Lobster.