To be fair, you have to have a very perfect palate to understand Lager. The taste is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical brewing most of the flavor will go over a typical drinker’s palate.
There’s are also the Lager brewer’s nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterization- of their personal philosophy draws heavily from Horst D. Dornbusch literature, for instance.
The lager fans understand this stuff; they have the tasting capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these beers, to realize that they’re not just beer- they say something deep about LIFE.
As a consequence people who dislike Lagers truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the flavor in a Perfect Pilsner Urquel while sitting in a cafe in Prague which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev’s Russian epic Fathers and Sons.
I’m smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Vaclav Berka’s genius wit unfolds itself in their beer glasses. What fools…how I pity them.
And yes, by the way, I DO have a Budvar (no not Budweiser you pelbs) tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It’s for the ladies’ eyes only- and even then they have to demonstrate that they’re within 5 points of my cicerone test (preferably lower) beforehand. Nothin personnel kid