I remember getting all worked up because people drank crap beer. I no longer do so, because I understand why people drink crap beer.
Because it’s beer. BEER. What people drink when they want to get slowly and pleasantly drunk. They don’t want to intellectualize it. They don’t want to turn it into an aesthetic experience. They just want to drink it. And if you tell them that their tastes are bad, they will think you’re an idiot, because from where they sit, taste doesn’t enter into it. It’s just beer.
Now, I don’t care for the mass-produced light lagers, myself, and aside from the occasional Miller High Life or Natty Bo, I don’t drink them. I spend my money on craft beers, because I enjoy them, and they get you drunk faster. But I’m not going to waste any more energy on Budweiser’s market share than it takes to offer someone a Sam Adams, Dogfish Head, or Chimay.
Bad beer is bad, agreed. So drink good beer and shut up.