Old Doug
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Joined: 5/12/2011 From: Atlanta, Georgia, US Status: offline
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Rather than drift even more on the Premier Cru thread itself, I thought I'd post here. Joe and I are drinkin' buddies, after all. It's funny - some of the things that really get to us. I've had a charmed life. Never broken a bone (and have taken some fearful whacks), never really been ****** over by anybody. Well, a couple times, actually. Once was somebody punching holes in the radiator of my pickup truck with a metal rod or something. Don't know the motivation, didn't happen again, never found out who. The repair shop that put in a new radiator told me the old one was on its last legs anyway - 14 years of salt spray, salt water and salt slush from winters in the midwestern US had left it like brittle rusty paper. So no big deal. I did think about it; was somebody at work mad at me? - that would be the most likely deal, but no.... The other time was in high school. With another boy, I had a bet on the outcome of something. He lost, and owed me $5. Then he would not pay. And he was a really little dude. He was stubborn and defiant, and I could not believe it. We went a few days, and after his third blunt refusal to pay, I started knocking his books out of his hands, etc. I mean I put it on him, a life of living hell. Pass by him in the hall, punch him, trip him, made no secret of him being scum of the earth, a welcher. He got tired of it, but never paid. Three weeks or so, and I'd gotten 'my pound of flesh,' and more, at least $5 worth, so it all ended. But man, that really bummed me out. Broken promise; "you didn't do what you said you would." That's what bugs me so much about Premier Cru. The promise, which boiled down to "You send us the money, and we'll send you the wine (even if it's after a while)." Sure, theft, fraud, nasty people, but to break that promise... .... Not like my parents were drill sergeants about it or anything; no big extra emphasis on it while we kids were growing up. I'm not one for religion or pretenses of external morality, but that "one's word is their bond," makes total sense to me, and I would not willingly break a promise. If it's in doubt, I'll try to move Heaven and Earth to come through. We lie all the time, little lies of social necessity, and then the scale varies as far as how actually bad it is in the moral/ethical sense. But if you say you are going to do something, then you should do it. When we get to Bernie Madoff, there's a cold, vacant, dire feeling that grips me. Now he really did hurt some people. You save money your whole life for retirement, and then because of fraud on somebody else's part, it's gone. Wow. Being in my late 50s, I guess I fear such a thing. That would be a bad promise to have broken.
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