The world’s first Beer Summit. I’m more than a little shocked this took so long. Forget the G8 and the world economic forums, let’s everyone sit down over a frosty brew and talk like men. Pass the pretzels-oops sorry none for you George W.
Let’s take a close investigative look at the world’s first Beer Summit.
First of all the President said he wasn’t taking sides. Let’s see. Beer was first invented in ancient Egypt and Mesopatamia, and who lived there? Black people. So immediately one could say by his choice of beverage, Obama was siding with Gates. BUT, by choosing to drink Bud LIght, the President was making a nod to the Teuton heritage of Officer Crowley. Clearly the President thought this through, and by this alone,, I can say with impunity, President Obama was indeed impartial.
Lesson 1, neutrality is possible at a Beer Summit.
For all his talk about organics and Dijon mustard, we learned Lesson #2: Obama has no taste. Yes he had to drink an American beer, but really, do you think you can bring about world peace with a light beer? Good god man, you go to the gym, you’re the leader of the free world, have a real beer. No wonder his poll numbers are dropping.
I want to get invited to a Beer Summit for no other reason then to lay the ground rules for a Beer Summit and hang out with Michelle. All I need to do is figure out how to get myself involved in some type of racial imbrogolio that will inspire Obama to make an off-the-cuff comment he’ll, come to reget. If I get myself arrested for say, j-walking, do you think I could use racial profiling? That the cop picked me because he thinks that Canadians are taking all the good comedy jobs in this country and that there are too many Canadian news anchors using the American airwaves to spread their propaganda? Ooh, and then if I throw in Quasi-Jew as well I can get him for anti-semite and then Rahm Emanuel will have to join the Summit and introduce me to his brother, Ezekiel the Oxford/Harvard trained oncologist. Then Ezekiel and I will marry and he’ll introduce me to his brother Ari, the Hollywood agent, and I’ll finallly sell a movie. Oh my god, who knew racial profiling could have so many benefits!
Time to go out and get myself arrested!
