Saturday September 11, 2010
(That should be “Mormon barley farmers,” but “Mormon beer farmers” just sounds more catchy.)
Who: Idaho’s Mormon barley farmers.
What about them? The barley they grow is used to make beer.
So? So, Mormons can’t drink liquor, or they go to Hell. Or at least they get a black mark on their records, and can’t enter their temples to wear their bakers’ hats and green aprons, trade club members-only handshakes, say secret code words through a curtain, and chant “Pay, lay, ale.” (Hmmm… “Pay”? “Ale”?)
Isn’t that…? Hypocritical, to make their money from the production of The Devil’s Nectar, while thinking they’re still “pure”? It certainly is.
That would be like… Like a vegetarian bleating about how much healthier he is than you are, and, more importantly, what a better person he is because he doesn’t eat poor, defenseless animals — while he makes his living as a butcher.
How do the Mormon barley farmers rationalize their actions? With the “somebody’s gonna grow it, so it may as well be me” defense.
Wouldn’t that be like…? A police officer who supplements his income on the side with a marijuana farm? Why, yes. Yes, it would be just like that.
What’s this about Mike Crapo? The Republican senator is trying to cut taxes, and prevent new taxes, on beer- and winemakers, because his fellow Mormon barley farmers would take a hit.
What’s Crapo’s rationalization? He has none, really, except to say that he “won’t impose his own religious beliefs on others.”
Is that true? Only when it’s convenient to Crapo’s own agenda. Crapo certainly imposes his own religious beliefs on others with regard to every other issue; he’s 100% anti-gay rights, anti-choice, anti-affirmative action, anti-immigrant… In fact, Crapo runs so far to the radical right, he makes Genghis Khan look like a blissed-out peacenik. (It also appears that extreme homophobia runs in the family.)