Tuesday, September 08, 2009

That's An Affirmative Good Buddy

One of the least talked about regulatory changes that has been implemented by the Obama Administration was the creation of the Equal Blogging Opportunity Commission. The EBOC is tasked with expanding opportunity and diversity within the greater blogging community. The appointment of the former head of a Maoist vegetarian commune as EBOC "czar" did raise a few eyebrows, but in general the commission's work has flown under the public radar.

Last month, the EBOC conducted a diversity audit of this fine blog. The results were most disturbing. 100% of the contributors to the blog were classified as married, white men in their late-thirties to early-forties who were raised Roman Catholic in the upper Midwest and liked sports. Not exactly the quilted patchwork of diversity the EBOC is looking for.

After the EBOC issued an official finding and recommendation for action, the management here at Fraters Libertas decided to live up to the motto that "diversity is our strength" by committing to an aggressive plan to diversify the blog. In accordance with that plan, Sisyphus and the Nihilist in Golf Pants were brought on board a few weeks ago.

However, a more thorough background vetting then revealed that both of the new contributors were also white men in their late-thirties to early-forties who were raised Roman Catholic in the upper Midwest and liked sports. The fact that Sisyphus is single (for now--It's interesting to note that every current Fraters contributor who was single when they started blogging here has since gone on to get married--and blog less thereafter.) did help us score a few more diversity points, but still left us woefully short of the high bar set by the EBOC.

After an effort to petition the EBOC to grant Atomizer special class status under the ADA (American Drunkard Act) was rejected, we decided that we had to expand the scope of our diversity search. And so last week, we finalized an agreement to have the Crazy Uke join the team.

Talk about the demographic jackpot. First off, he's Ukrainian. We understand that even though it sounds like it's made up, Ukraine is actually a country and not just a territory in Risk (now, if we could just get a Yakutskian). One of those that used to be part of the USSR that doesn't have a name ending in -stan. So he's got that going for him.

Plus he's also Eastern Orthodox, which provides us with a unique opportunity for reasoned theological discussion and debate in an effort to bring the Churches together and help bridge the East--West Schism (ask Favre what that means Sisyphus). Or maybe we just get him really drunk one night and perform a forced baptism into the One True Church of Jesus Christ most fully and rightly ordered through time. Either way it should be fun.

Throw in his age (fifty sixty-something?) and the fact that he is certifiable (he showed us his hand with the "INSANE" stamp) and the Crazy Uke really sets off all the key diversity bells and whistles. We warmly welcome him to the team and look forward to him having a long and productivity tenure here. We ask that our readers do the same and that they treat him no differently just because he isn't like the rest of us. Don't go easy on him just because you think he's an affirmative action addition either. He's overcome many challenges and faced much adversity to earn his place here and you can rest assured that he deserves it.

Finally, we wish to thank the many married, white men in their late-thirties to early-forties who were raised Roman Catholic in the upper Midwest and like sports who applied for the position. We appreciate your interest and encourage you to pursue other opportunites at Fraters Libertas as they arise in the future.

Second Order Change

More from Angelo Codevilla's book Advice to War Presidents: A Remedial Course in Statecraft on what the U.S. could do if we were serious about going after the money that funds terrorism:

It is true that our own regime's present proclivities and prejudices make cutting the Saudis off from money well nigh impossible. But it is just as true that actually doing the cutting would be easy. Instantly, U.S. banks (and such other banks as value their access to the U.S. banking system) can freeze the accounts of Saudi citizens. Saudi oil revenues can be placed in escrow accounts. Simultaneously, U.S. forces can seize control of the main Saudi fields and loading centers almost without opposition, pushing the Wahabi Saudis back to their original tribal areas in the Arabian Peninsula's center. This would please mightily the coastal Shia tribes whom the Saudis oppress and live nearest the oil. The various foreigners who actually run the oil industry would also get a better deal. On the Red Sea side of the peninsula, U.S. forces could help the tribes who lost to the Saudis in 1921, descendants of the Prophet Muhammed who chafe under Wahabism, to take their historic vengeance. To forestall the interior tribes' resistance, the United States can blockade to deprive them pf food and essential maintenance, while letting it be known that the material and financial blockade would be lifted somewhat once the Saudi regime had been replaced, the Wahabis eliminated, and the tribes posed no danger to the world. That would be war.

Indeed it would. In the immediate aftermath of 9/11, I thought that seizing the Saudi oil fields should have been our first military response. Nearly eight years later, it's a bit depressing to consider how little has changed vis a vis Saudi Arabia and its importance in supporting (directly or indirectly) Islamic terrorism.

A Day To Remember

Two local events to help you remember 9/11 this Friday and honor those who were lost on that day and those fighting to ensure it doesn't happen again. The first in the morning at the State Capital:

A Patriot Day Ceremony will be held on Friday, September 11 at 7:15 a.m. on the steps of the Minnesota State Capital to honor those who were injured, lost their lives, and those who served during the terrorist attacks on the United States on September 11, 2001. The ceremony will follow the specific guidelines of the executive order creating Patriot Day signed into law by President Bush.

The Patriot Day program will begin at 7:15 am and will conclude by 8:30 am. Participating in the public address and moment of silence include: Former Congressman Jim Ramstad, VFW Honor Guard, Pastor Tim Skramstad, soloist Lacy Canfield, Community Relations Director for Governor Pawlenty, Lee Buckley, St. Paul Fire Chief Tim Butler, St. Paul Police Assistant Chief Matt Bostrom, Erik Aamoth - 9-11 family member, and Tom Goodrich, US Army--Retired.

WWTC AM 1280 will broadcast the program in its entirety.

Citizens from all walks of life who have served our country will be honored during the services. Local officials as well as police, fire, clergy, active and reserve military personnel from all military branches and veterans will be represented on the steps of the capital.


The second is in the evening. Linden Hills 911 Tribute;

The 8th Annual 9-11 Tribute will again take place on Friday, September 11, 2009 at 7:00 p.m. at the Lake Harriet Band Shell. Join us for another evening of music and remembrance of the events that took place on 9-11-2001. We will again have a march for the young people. All that participate will receive an American Flag to wave.

2009 Concert Program
Lake Harriet Bandshell--Friday, September 11, 2009, 7:00 P. M.

Orchestra Conductor--Manny Laureano
Chorus Conductor--John Hoffacker
Tribute Producer--Bob Bayers

* Fanfare for a Common Man and Raising of The American Flag Aaron Copland 9-11 Tribute Orchestra
* Flag Processional and Scotland The Brave Heroes of '76 unit of Minnesota Chapter #25, National Sojourners, Zuhrah Shrine Pipes & Drums
* The Star-Spangled Banner 9-11 Tribute Orchestra (Audience sing-along)
Flag Tribute Heroes of '76*
* Invocation Tyler Christiansen-Pastor Lake Harriet United Methodist Church
* Welcome Co-hosts Mike Binkley and Angela Davis, WCCO 4 TV
* Groove--Shelly Hanson 9-11 Tribute Orchestra
* Adagio for Strings--Samuel Barber 9-11 Tribute Orchestra
* Armed Forces Salute--arr. Lowden 9-11 Tribute Orchestra
* Washingon Post March--John Phillip Sousa 9-11 Tribute Orchestra
* America the Beautiful--Samuel Ward/Katherine Lee Bates/arr. A. Luck 9-11 Tribute Orchestra & Chorus (Audience sing-along)
* Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor--Irving Berlin 9-11 Tribute Orchestra & Chorus
* Va, Pensiero from Nabucco--Giuseppi Verdi 9-11 Tribute Orchestra & Chorus
* Let me fly--Robert DeCormier 9-11 Tribute Chorus
* 9/11/2001 Flashback--Victims Remembrance Banners Revealed Mike Binkley and Angela Davis
* 1812 Overture--Piotr Ilich Tchaikovsky9-11 Tribute Orchestra & Chorus
* Amazing Grace 9-11 *World Premier*--Traditional/arr. Joshua Clausen Zuhrah Shrine Pipes & Drums, 9-11 Tribute Orchestra/Chorus
* Candlelight Vigil--God Bless America--Irving Berlin/Roy Ringwald 9-11 Tribute Orchestra & Chorus (Audience sing-along)

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Fair Thee Well

If by chance you missed yesterday's Seventy-eighth annual Northern Alliance Radio Network Scotch Egg Eating Contest at the Minnesota State Fair, you can now watch all the heart-stopping (literally) action on video here. The cinematography is courtesy of John Hinderacker's youngest daughter and the voice doing the call is none other than yours truly. But the real heroes were the brave contestants: Mike from Fargo, Vince from Minneapolis, Minnesota Fourth Congressional District candidate Ed Matthews, Mike the radio intern, our own Atomizer, and Giovanni from Eden Prairie (of course).

It was the closest finish we've ever had as three eaters were within crumbs of each other down the stretch. But only one would persevere to win the coveted title "Scotch Egg King." Who was this man among men? Watch the video.

Saturday, September 05, 2009

The Obama Jungen?

On Tuesday September 8, President Obama will make a televised appearance in classrooms all over America to speak to the country's elementary school children. This event has drawn the ire or many conservatives. They believe that this president, who had claimed to be post-partisan, will offer an indoctrination to our kids that will amount to an unopposed attack on his political opponents.

The administration refutes this claim and says the president will speak about American principles of hard work and education:

During this special address, the president will speak directly to the nation's children and youth about persisting and succeeding in school. The president will challenge students to work hard, set educational goals, and take responsibility for their learning.

So what should a responsible school administrator do? Do they believe that President Obama is providing a non-political talk about the importance of education or do they think that he will brainwash his captive audience toward his political agenda? Not surprisingly, most public school administrators take the administration's word at face value and will air his address with no questions asked. A few conservative administrators won't chance controversy and refuse to let the president into their classrooms.

Fortunately, parents who sacrifice to send their children to private school may end up with the best alternative. The Archdiocese of Minneapolis/St. Paul recently sent the following advice to it's school administrators (please forgive the lack of a link):

. . . some of our Catholic schools across the country are choosing to tape the President’s address, preview it, and then make the decision whether or not to share it with students in age-appropriate gatherings. We would recommend this as a prudent method in alignment with how you already bring speakers and groups into your buildings.

This makes all the sense in the world. There is no reason this address needs to be shown live. If it is an inspirational non-partisan message, then the kids should see it. However, if it is controversial political propaganda then they should pass.

I for one welcome my president to reinforce universal themes of hard work, education and avoidance of drugs.

The Elder Concurs: I applaud the prudent approach the Archdiocese is taking on the matter. While the original DOE lesson plan that was to accompany the speech was out of line, there's nothing inherently wrong with the President speaking to America's schoolchildren. Conservatives need to be careful not to overreact to everything Obama that comes down the pike. There's enough real issues to be concerned about without having to gin up outrage over relatively unimportant matters like this one. Best to keep our powder dry. (Note: the last idiom was employed for rhetorical purposes only and should in no way be taken in its literal sense.)

Friday, September 04, 2009

Beer Of The Week (Vol XXII)

This week's Beer of the Week brought to you as always by the fine folks at Glen Lake Wine & Spirits. They help put the leder in your hosen.

September! When a beer drinker's fancy turns to thoughts of Oktoberfest. Oktoberfest? But, isn't that like in October? Duh!

Actually, while the German festival does run into October it begins in the previous month and most of it takes place in September. Oktoberfest:

Oktoberfest is a sixteen-day festival held each year in Munich, Germany during late September (and running to early October). It is one of the most famous events in Germany and the world's largest fair, with some six million people attending every year, and is an enjoyable event with an important part of Bavarian culture. Other cities across the world also hold Oktoberfest celebrations, modeled after the Munich event.

The Munich Oktoberfest, traditionally, takes place during the sixteen days up to and including the first Sunday in October. In 1994, the schedule was modified in response to German reunification so that if the first Sunday in October falls on the 1st or 2nd, then the festival will go on until October 3 (German Unity Day). Thus, the festival is now 17 days when the 1st Sunday is October 2 and 18 days when it is October 1. The festival is held on an area named the Theresienwiese (field, or meadow, of Therese), often called d’ Wiesn for short.

Visitors also eat huge amounts of food, most of it traditional hearty fare such as Hendl (chicken), Schweinsbraten (roast pork), Haxn (knuckle of pork), Steckerlfisch (grilled fish on a stick), Würstel (sausages) along with Brezel (Pretzel), Knödeln (potato or bread dumplings), Käsespätzle (cheese noodles), Reiberdatschi (potato pancakes), Sauerkraut or Blaukraut (red cabbage) along with such Bavarian delicacies as Obatzda (a fatty, spiced cheese-butter concoction) and Weisswurst (a white sausage).


Attending Oktoberfest in Munich is a pilgrimage that every beer lover should make at least once. I was lucky enough to be able to make my own haj to the sprawling Munich Oktoberfest grounds back in 2002 and it was a memorable experience. At least what I remember of it was.


It's best described as a state fair writ large with the primary focus on beer rather than food, farm animals, music, merchandise, and rides (no Atomizer, the primary focus of the Minnesota State Fair is not beer). Oh, there is food (the chicken was awesome), music, and rides, but Oktoberfest is all about the beer. And the "tents" (more permanent than the name indicates) and outdoor beer gardens where the six breweries pour their product are where the action is at:

Augustiner: Augustiner-Festhalle, Fischer-Vroni

Paulaner: Armbrustschützenzelt, Winzerer Fähndl, Käfer's Wies'n Schänke

Spaten-Franziskaner: Hippodrom, Schottenhammel, Ochsenbraterei/Spatenbräu-Festhalle

Löwenbräu: Schützen-Festzelt, Löwenbräu-Festhalle

Hacker-Pschorr: Hacker-Festzelt, Bräurosl

Hofbräu: Hofbräu Festzelt


When we attended Oktoberfest with a group of friends on the opening day back in aught-two, we sat outside at a beer garden rather than in one of the tents. The weather was decent and the outdoor atmosphere was conducive for beer drinking. Too conducive in my case. The next day, I discovered that staying in a hotel that was right on the Oktoberfest parade route was not all that it was cracked up to be. I swear that was the longest, loudest, most percussion based parade I've ever had to endure.

One thing that really stood out about Oktoberfest in Munich (other than the best chicken I've ever had) was that despite the immense crowds you almost never had to wait long to get a beer. A lesson in planning that local festival organizers could well learn. Another surprise how peaceable and friendly the crowds were. When you mix hundreds of thousands or people with hundreds of thousands of gallons of beer you expect some sort of violence to break out. But I didn't witness any at all. The only casualties I saw were scores of people passed out on a nearby grass knoll well before the sun went down.

When done right, beer does have a way of bringing people together. And at Oktoberfest you can experience that camaraderie with fellow beer lovers from across the globe. We someone ended up hanging out with a group of Italians who displayed their love for la dolce vita through song, drink, and dance (often on top of the enormous tables despite regular reminders that such activity was verboten). It was a most memorable day in Munich.

The only downside to attending Oktoberfest in Munich is that it makes all the imitations pale in comparison. I'll have more on how the American versions of Oktoberfest usually fall flat next week. Now, let's get to the beer.

I should note upfront that I am not a big fan of the traditional Marzen Oktoberfest beer style. It's not that I dislike the usual Oktoberfest beers, it's just that they are not usually my favorite seasonal offerings.

This week's beer is Flying Dog Brewery's Dogtoberfest. The last seasonal from the Maryland brewer that I reviewed was their hefeweizen, which I found to be an excellent example of the style.

Standard brown bottle. Like other Flying Dog varieties, the label is gonzo art featuring a disjointed dog and a couple of beefy Bavarians with big steins and short pants.

Beer Style: Marzen/Oktoberfest

Alcohol by Volume: 5.3%

COLOR (0-2): Clear copper. 2

AROMA (0-2): Malt with caramel. 2

HEAD (0-2): Tan foam, light lacing. 1

TASTE (0-5): Malt is the predominate flavor with some sweetness. 3

AFTERTASTE (0-2): More of the sweetness here. Nice finish. 2

OVERALL (0-6): A pretty good example of the Marzen style. Probably not at the top of the class, but better than many American Oktoberfests. If you can't make Munich this year, having a few Dogtoberfests in your back yard is a decent substitute. Don't forget the chicken.

TOTAL SCORE (0-19): 13

NEXT WEEK: More Oktoberfest beers.

Fashion Smashion

The eyes of the fashion world have been on Spain this week for the 080 Barcelona Fashion Show. As the new Fraters Libertas fashion correspondent, I offer my insights on the proceedings.

The economy is tough even for those at the top of the fashion biz. Here Joan Fabregas makes use of the leftover scraps lying around her shop:



Every once in a while a designer will come up with something that makes me say, "why didn't I think of that?!" Andrea Ayala has done just that with her lampshade hat. Have I been drinking like Atomizer and the Crazy Uke combined or am I just very, very chic?


These shoes by Guillen Doz look structurally unsound to me. I hope Doz wasn't involved in the 35W bridge redesign.


Sometimes conservatives see the fashion world as left-wing, but in truth, the fashionistas are often reliable indicators of political trends left and right. Consider the Cardona Bonache collection's homage to the "Obama Joker" poster:


Admit it guys, a purse would often come in handy for carrying all of our stuff. The only reason we don't carry one is that it would make us look gay. Good news! Joan Fabregas has the solution: sew the purse onto the clothes! Now we can have our purse and our manly dignity too:



Everyone, even the Spanish fashion industry, is trying to come up with ways to make our health care better. Matthew Ames may not be equipped to cure your spinal injury, but he can sure come up with a design that will hide that ugly neck brace:



One of the shames of the high fashion industry has been the way it has under-served the geek community. The 080 Barcelona fashion show has taken baby steps towards righting that wrong. Joseph Abril has come up with a design perfect for that Star Wars party -- "recently escaped from the trash compactor":



Watch for this Japanese anime character from Adrea Ayala at next year's ComiCon:


This piece by Romain Kremer is good, but it seems to be missing something.


I've got it! Now this is what I call high fashion:

Taking It Off, Boss?

One of the challenges of working in our increasingly inter-connected global economy is adapting to the different cultural values and attitudes in various countries. While the business world is coming ever closer together, there remain vast differences in cultural backgrounds that influence the way people work and view time off from work.

Through my job, I've been fortunate enough to work directly with people in Mexico, China, India, Singapore, Korea, Japan, the Philippines, the UAE, Russia, and the Netherlands. Among the many cultural differences that I've experienced through these interactions, one of the most striking is the manner in which national holidays are managed in the Philippines.

Just today, I received an e-mail announcing that September 7th and September 21st have been declared national holidays. Yes, this Monday, September 7th:

MANILA, Philippines--President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo declared September 7 and 21 as non-working holidays, Press Secretary Cerge Remonde said Friday night.

Can you imagine a US national holiday being declared on a Friday night for the following Monday?

Arroyo declared Monday next week a national day of mourning for Iglesia ni Cristo Executive Minister Eraño "Ka Erdy" Manalo, who will be buried that day, Remonde said.

"All flags will be flown at half-mast," he said in a text message to reporters.


No one texts like Filipinos.

On September 21, the Muslim Filipinos will be marking Eid'l Fitr, or the end of holy month of fasting, Ramadan, according to Remonde.

While most of us are familiar with Ramadan and Eid'l Fitr, it should be noted tha Muslims comprise about 5% of the Filipino population. So 95% of the population has a holiday that has little or nothing to do with them personally.

I would guess that most of us are not familiar with Iglesia ni Cristo:

The Iglesia ni Cristo; Tagalog for Church of Christ; also known as INC, or Iglesia, formerly Iglesya ni Kristo, is the largest entirely indigenous Christian religious organization that originated from the Philippines and the largest independent church in Asia. Due to a number of similarities, some Protestant writers describe the INC's doctrines as restorationist in outlook and theme, but nothing can be found to connect the INC to the Restoration Movement. Felix Y. Manalo officially registered the church as a corporation sole with him as executive minister on July 27, 1914 and because of this, most publications refer to him as the founder of the church.However, the official doctrines of the church profess that Jesus Christ is the founder of the INC and that Felix Manalo was God's last messenger, whom he sent to re-establish the Christian Church to its true, pristine form because the original church was apostatized. They believe that the apostatized church is the Roman Catholic Church, and proclaim that Catholic beliefs shared by most Christians, such as the Trinity--which is according to the Oxford Dictionary of the Christian Church as the central dogma of Christian theology--are proof of this apostacy. The organization does not believe in the Trinity, nor that the divinity of Jesus and the Holy Spirit are Biblical.

While the numbers are hard to pin down, it is estimated that somewhere around 2-3% of Filipinos are members of Iglesia ni Cristo. And 80% are Roman Catholic. So again, you have a public holiday which the vast majority of the country really has no interest in. Other than taking a day off I suppose.

Which sadly could more and more describe the way that Americans view many of our own holidays. Happy Labor Day everyone.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Vodka: The Elixer of Life

There comes a time when a man is pushed to the limits of tolerance, usually by the ignorant utterings of others. After spending the last decade or more on the sidelines, air-blogging in my pajamas, the Elder's misguided musings on vodka have finally drawn me into the fray.

Leave aside for the moment the issue of (his) palate, abused by decades of uninformed injesting, as there is scant hope that we'll be able to reverse the damage that's been done. Rather, let me address the issue full-on from it's intellectual imperative--the need to stock the Strategic Booze Reserve in the event of cataclysmic disaster.

VODKA - Even the etymological origin enlightens those seeking insight. From the Ukrainian word "voda" or "water", it is the veritable life-blood of human existence! Be it grain, potato(e) or sugar-beet, Vodka has been and continues to be the mother's milk of distilled libations in the constellation of adult-style beverages. More to the point, I approach this issue from the perpective of the intrinsic value that this life-long companion brings to the table of survivalism.

If you're cold, take a shot and you're warm. If you're hot, a poltice for your forehead and a dab behind both ears works just like nature's air-conditioner. Out of fuel? Pour it in the tank. Gangrene or infection? No more, with vodka protection! Dark outside? A vodka powered lamp by your side! Wolves at your door? Molotov cocktail that's for sure! Wait, did I mention the one thousand-and-one cooking uses?

Who knows. Maybe it was a life of plenty and his constant coddling that caused our compatriot's wussified approach to this serious subject. Perhaps...

But the line was crossed when our self-satisfied correspondent's "expert" opinion changed into astro-turfing malice. As a 100 proof Ukrainian the only mewling associated with vodka drinking I've heard is from those "wee-weed" wimps who lack the fortitude and cast-iron gullet needed to imbibe.

Are you man enough to look across the table at your comrade, bellow out, "Na Zdoroviya" and knock-back half-a-glass of "Bozhiy Slyozy"? (God's Tears)

Follow that up with a hearty chunk of rye-bread and a piece of pickeled pork-hock. Repeat as needed. Instestinal parisites? I think not!

Long after Mrs. Elder has buried your lifeless form under all those empty bottles of Milwaukee's Best, me and my Mrs. will be sitting in the bunker shooting down chilled shots of Stoli Elite, and toasting to your memory. And oh, by the way? Hangover? Not so much.

The Elder Raises A Glass: Ha ha, the Ukraine. Do you know what the Ukraine is? It's a sitting duck. A road apple. The Ukraine is weak. It's feeble. I think it's time to put the hurt on the Ukraine. Welcome aboard.

Beauty

Never really thought about it much before hearing the song this morning, but the Tubes' She's A Beauty has to be the most upbeat, feel-good tune about stripping in the pop music catalog. The breezy, Eighties syntho sound just doesn't seem to fit right when you really listen to the lyrics:

Step right up and don't be shy,
because you will not believe your eyes.
She's right here behind the glass
and you're gonna like her,
'cause she's got class.


Yes, the librarian glasses and g-string do tend to signify class. And she's also just stripping to make money for law school.

You can say anything you like,
but you can't touch the merchandise.
She'll give you every pennies worth,
but it will cost you a dollar first.


Pure poetry that.

UPDATE: King has more--more than probably ever wanted to know about The Tubes.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

SBR Public Service Announcement

As part of our ongoing commitment to community safety, the staff here at Fraters Libertas would like to take this opportunity to remind our readers about the importance of being prepared in the event of an emergency. That emergency could be severe weather in the form of tornado, hurricane, flood, or snow storm. It could be a ragging wildfire or electrical blackout. It could even be the outbreak of a pandemic, such as H1N1 or Favre fever (which thankfully seems to have been localized and contained).

In order to survive such an emergency it's necessary to ensure that you are prepared with critical supplies on hand. Flashlights? Check. Water? Check. Food? Check. Medical supplies? Check. Emergency radio? Check. Booze? BOOZE?

Yes, booze. Now is as good a time as ever to review your SBR (Strategic Booze Reserve) and ensure that you have the minimum supplies on hand in the event that you're not able to get to a liquor store for an extended period of time (like two days). The SBR isn't a list of what you should have for a well-stocked bar. It's the bare drinking essentials that you should never be without.

BEER: The March/April issue of DRAFT Magazine had a piece called "Subterranean Bottleshop Blues" which talked about how to properly stockpile beer for a disaster. It also asked a few experts to choose which beers they would want to have on hand. To keeps thing simple, I'm not going to get into that level of detail.

When it comes to beer, you should always have the equivalent of a case (24 12 oz cans or bottles) on hand. If you're intensely loyal to one particular beer, this means keeping a reserve case. If you're like me and you enjoy a variety of beers, it means that all your assorted single bottles and cans add up to a case. Right now, I would guess I've got about thirty beers in the house from ten or twelve different brewers.

WINE: If you're lucky enough to have a formal wine cellar, you're well prepared in the event of an interruption in supply. If not, I would suggest that you have at least three bottles of vino on hand. My preference would two reds and a white, but that's your call. One of the most important reasons to have wine is that it will give your wife something to drink and keep her out of your beer stocks.

WHISKEY: Contrary to what you may have heard, whiskey is not a seasonal drink. You should ALWAYS have some on hand. A good rule of thumb to remember is Two of Three. You should have some combination of two bottles of Rye, Bourbon, or Scotch. For example; one Bourbon and one Scotch or one Scotch and one Rye or one Rye and one Bourbon. If you really favor one style, you could go with two bottles of it, but you really shouldn't limit yourself. Ideally, you'd have at least one bottle of each.

GIN: Gin too is a year round staple. Personally, I think one bottle is sufficient. However, if you're more of a gin fiend like Atomizer you may opt for a more generous reserve.

And that's it. Wait just a second here mister, you say. What do you mean, that's it? What about my rum, my tequila, my vodka, my brandy, my eau-de-vie, my root beer schnapps? Sorry Charlie. This is a list of what you must have around, not what's nice to have. I suppose I could make an allowance and allow substitutions of brandy, rum, and tequila for those who regard those spirits as critical to their survival needs. Happy now?

So in summary...Hold on. I'm hearing some mewling out there from the vodka crowd. Mostly women who enjoy cosmos and other sweet vodka-based cocktails, but also from a few "connoisseurs" of the clear, odorless, tasteless, utterly neutral spirit. Despite their ardor for the alcoholic beverage, the reality is that vodka should play be more of ancillary role in your drinking life. It just so happens that I usually do have vodka on hand, not because I can't do without it, but because I rarely find myself in a situation where I would choose to drink it. If I have beer, wine, whiskey, and gin available, why in the world would I waste my time with vodka?

Vodka's like celery. Saying you have the best vodka in the world is like saying you have the best celery. Okay, that's not an apt comparison as celery does little to actually provide sustenance. For all of vodka's shortcomings when it comes to pleasing the palate, it does deliver the alcohol content. So maybe it's more like gruel or porridge. Pretty bland and tasteless, but eat enough and if will fill you up. Or drink enough vodka and you will get drunk. Which seems to be the only reason to ever touch the stuff.

Not that there's necessarily anything wrong with that. Back in my college days--after we reached the point where drinking enough beer to really get good and blottoed was not only expensive, but very time consuming--we discovered that vodka was a much more affordable, efficient, and sure-fire way to reach the depths of an alcoholic stupor. It was the rocket fuel that got many a drunken escapade off the ground and--considering the rot gut crap we were buying at the time--it's composition was probably similar. Brands like Kamchatka, Siberian Ice, Popov, Wolfschmidt's, and McCormick's (some of which seem to be making a comeback).But when you diluted the five dollar a liter poison with enough SunnyD (poured into plastic cups from fast food joints) you could just manage to get it down without gagging. And after a couple of cups of these potent potables, the real fun would begin. The next day would not be so pleasant, but when you're young, drunk, and stupid you're willing to pay that price.

But now when I drink, it's a rare occasion when I actually set out to get drunk. Yes, I still drink for the alcohol and the effects that come with it. But those effects are usually fairly moderate. A good part of the enjoyment of drinking now is to savor the flavor of the beer, wine, whiskey, or gin that I'm consuming. Which would again lead me to ask again why I ever would choose to drink vodka.

And it's not as if I haven't tried the "good stuff" when it comes to vodka either. I've had the premium brands from Russia, Poland, France, the United States, and even Iceland. While they certainly are better than what we used to choke down it college, they still offer nothing special for me. If I'm going to mix up a vodka-based cocktail would I prefer using Belvedere over Popov? Of course. But as a stand alone spirit or even one that dominates a mixed drink (like a Martini), vodka simply does not compare to whiskey and gin. It also falls fall short of the varieties of character and complexities that you find in brandy, rum, and tequila. Of all of these spirits, vodka has the least distinction between the high and low ends.

Again, if you want to drink vodka because it's an easy spirit to disguise in cocktails or you think it doesn't bring as bad a hangover or if you just want to get good and hammered , then more power to you. There's a reason that vodka is so popular in Russia and it's not because the people have a natural affinity for its fine flavor. My Russian vodka drinking experiences--albeit very limited--were very much about the more the merrier. We were drinking decent stuff--some version of Russian Standard--but we weren't too concerned with the taste. In fact, we were encouraged to chase our shots down with mushrooms and pickles to help smooth the journey (and supposedly to ease the next day's pain--a claim I found dubious).

So vodka does have its place. But that place should not be part of your Strategic Booze Reserve.

Things may seem calm now. But you never know when disaster might strike. It's a good time to review your current SBR and replenish your saftey stocks if necessary. As all former Boy Scouts know it's always a good idea to be prepared.

SISYPHUS ADDS: There was a time when a Strategic Booze Reserve was more than just precautionary. Here is how H. L. Mencken responded to prohibition (from Terry Teachout's biography, "The Skeptic: A Life of H. L. Mencken").

Mencken responded to Prohibition by selling his car and using the proceeds to purchase a large stock of "the best wines and liquors I could find," stored in a homemade basement vault whose door bore a custom-painted sign emblazoned with a skull and crossbones: "This vault is protected by a device releasing Chlorine Gas under 200 pounds pressure. Enter it at your own risk."

The Company of Men

Here's a selection of reader response to my Man Up post.

From Bill:

Most of the ten or so good friends I made in college now live in the metro area. When we get together for beers/bar/etc., they always call it "boys night out." (Shorthand: "BNO") This has been going on for like ten years and I still cringe every time I hear it or read it. Thanks for your much-needed post!

From Mike:

I organized the men in my neighborhood as a spin on the popular suburban women's excuse to gather, gossip and drink wine. Theirs is Bunco (which is telling as they pretend to actually gather for the purpose of playing games), ours is Drunko. We don't pretend anything nor is our gathering a response for ensuring we''get our fair time' out without the spouse. Simply put, we gather on someone's patio, deck, in their garage or basement when its cold, stand in a circle and drink beer. Period. If the host is generous, we get a bag of chips and if they're really generous, we get dip. We even have a mascot.

Another term to stay away from is manscaping. Equally lame as Man Cave.


Finally, a question from Henry:

Hmmmm...pondering your denunciation of ManCave as a term. I've always called the "den" in my house the Man Room. Thereby designating its rightful place as an escape for males only: my son and I. Computer, Nintendo, guitar, boombox,baseball pics, Marilyn Monroe, Jane Mansfield, WWII photos, and a "Liberty or Death" flag. Does that qualify for coolness? Or is that categorized as wussified?

Hmmm....Kind of a borderline call. Since you use the term "room" I suppose it passes muster as being acceptable. By they way, your e-mail has been forwarded to the DHS and you are now likely on some kind of extremist watch list. You really need to be careful about keeping flags around that espouse such radical ideas.