The PC: It doesn’t suit me.

(Published at LouisvilleBeer.com on March 3, 2014)

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It doesn’t suit me.

I pay fairly close attention to civic affairs in New Albany, and perhaps this owes to broad personal interests and a degree of community-mindedness, although as in most communities, a taste for low comedy doesn’t hurt.

Among the political tugs-of-wars witnessed on a daily basis throughout the year, those various mechanisms by which municipal governments of all ideological identities – both country and western – pretend to develop their economies have come to be especially entertaining to me.

Whether it’s my town or yours, they tend to work the same. A business purporting to be the second coming of Henry Ford, Ben & Jerry and Versace, all rolled into one unstoppable juggernaut, argues that it is poised to bring great joy to the inhabitants, not to mention a job or three, if only (ahem) the business climate might be adjusted just a tad. Consequently, it is gifted with a heady cocktail of incentives, including tax abatements, loans, grants, discount sewer coupons, lottery tickets and oral sex on demand ...

My column's up at LouisvilleBeer,com: "Unsuited for Suits."

Craft beer can be tough sometimes, but at least it isn't necessary to don a daily formal costume.

Unsuited for Suits

Posted by Roger Baylor in Baylor on Beer | 0 comments

Cargo shorts – check.

Underwear? Just the cleanest pair, I suppose.

Beer-related tees … well, with only 150 to choose from, the top of the stack will do.

Sandals this time? Nah, just sneakers.

Throw in my wallet, iPhone and a Sharpie, and it’s off to the daily grind.