Not artic wolves. As mentioned in another thread ("Spew: Artic Regurgitation") I made much - too much some thought - of how wolves, being really poor hunters, hunt in packs and occasionally pick off a weak, young or old straggler from the herd. I then noted that their usual MO is to eat 1/4th of their body weight, gorge on the rare and hard won goodies, and then...
Regurgitate to feed their young.
Naturally, I related all of this ugly spew to our very own Frozen Wolfie who in little more than a year has spewed out about 240 spirits reviews, another say 360 recipes and conducted roughly 1000 tastings!! Holy Wolfshit, Batman!
Now you might be asking yourself, just what does a real artic wolf do with the uh, uneaten regurgiations? Excellent question! They eat it again for say, a midnight snack. And oddly enough...
So does Wolfboy.
He's managed to score freebies galore, and apparently spewed all the reviews, recipes and comments known to mankind. In his year of an unceasing rummierection he's apparently tasted all the freebies he can get his paws on. So what does he do?
He is now republishing them at the rate of one or two a week.
And these are not re-reviews, they are the same fuckin reviews! As if the visitor is too dumb to simply click on the lists of reviews that appear on every single page of his Rum Oddisee. Look, I can see revisiting a rum, tasting it again, and posting a brand new re-review of that rum. I can see him adding detail, comparing the old to the new. But noooooooo...
He simply links to the same review. Easy, quick and makes his wolfden look busy and inhabited. What a crock! But let's hear his rationale for this ridiculousness...
It's refreshing to see such humility, and just what was that smashingly successful review? Pusser's 15. Not only was this piece amateurish, but it also established The Frozen One's strange palate, wherein he found Pussers (and later, more than half the rums he reviewed)...Wolfboy: "Today, I thought it would be fun to bring back my very first ‘published’ review...
Although I had been posting rambling reviews on web forums like The Ministry of Rum for about three months, this review was the first one which I wrote with the conscious knowledge that people would be taking what I say seriously.
The review was a smashing success for not only myself, but also for Rum Connection.."
"Bitter".
No wonder he regurgitates. Yup, my recent study found that the Preacher's pal's palate seems that of a supertaster with bittermouth (the small percentage of people who experience a particular phenol as bitter). Most of the rest of us don't, and frankly a reviewer who suffers such a palate ought to be doing something else.
Like selling sports memorabilia. But that's not all. Turns out that the Wolfmeister - having run out of spirits - is gonna regurgiate an old review, word-for-word, every Tuesday for his ravenous mob of hungry wolflings.
Not me though, as I have resisted the impulse to re-read these bitter offerings... on Tuesday I'm watching NCI and The Good Wife. Truth is there is so much to write about: distilling, fermentation, tasting techniques, glassware, rum politics, mythbusting, you name it.The Great Regurgitator: "It has occurred to me that I have a lot of new readers who may not have had the opportunity to read some of my earliest reviews. In order to make these reviews more accessible I have decided to revisit them. These re-postings should appear about once a week (usually on Tuesdays). I have resisted the impulse to re-write the reviews."
Relinking the same tired and bitter reviews, already linked on the same page, under the guise of public demand and appreciation ("Let them eat cake. The same cake. Again.") is simply batshit.
Any reference to Bacardi is entirely coincidental.
