Yes, that's the long view. But assume for a moment that you're average (shudder) normal. You are not thinking in terms of anything more than "What's it gonna cost?" In terms of financial loss and social gain. "Hey, look at me; I can afford it."
I never thought of this as a be-all type of metaphor, merely a good finish to a good commentary I'd have written had I the talent. I do not always agree with the man, but I have the same reaction to the current usage of the words. As political barbs, they don't fly far.
With complaints I always just looked at what happened and dealt as appropriately as I could, with advice, of course. But I defended my employees, mostly, and was fair even to those customers who weren't happy with my decisions.
And I haven't been to a bar in 12 yrs. maybe, so I'm not sure what goes on now. Food (except for pickled eggs and peanuts) didn't happen then or there. You sang Irish or Scots stuff. Food was down the street. Moderation was exercised, or Fitzie'd toss you out. (No personal experience). The "England Get Out Of Ireland" banner was fairly plain. We got freebies. Maybe the pipes. England should get the (bleep) out of Scotland, too. And Canada.
I think I might be a *whisper* liberal sort. In some ways. Hey, health care on the house. Damn international issues, and...ohh...they're coming to take me awaay.
Re: bartender metaphor
I never thought of this as a be-all type of metaphor, merely a good finish to a good commentary I'd have written had I the talent. I do not always agree with the man, but I have the same reaction to the current usage of the words. As political barbs, they don't fly far.
With complaints I always just looked at what happened and dealt as appropriately as I could, with advice, of course. But I defended my employees, mostly, and was fair even to those customers who weren't happy with my decisions.
And I haven't been to a bar in 12 yrs. maybe, so I'm not sure what goes on now. Food (except for pickled eggs and peanuts) didn't happen then or there. You sang Irish or Scots stuff. Food was down the street. Moderation was exercised, or Fitzie'd toss you out. (No personal experience). The "England Get Out Of Ireland" banner was fairly plain. We got freebies. Maybe the pipes. England should get the (bleep) out of Scotland, too. And Canada.
I think I might be a *whisper* liberal sort. In some ways. Hey, health care on the house. Damn international issues, and...ohh...they're coming to take me awaay.
See ya.