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January 23, 2012
Beer Diary:
Litter, Literally
On safari with Eddie Glick as he paws through the Midwest’s roadside garbage.by Eddie Glick
Depending on who’s doing the counting, somewhere between 90 and 95 percent of the fermented malt beverages consumed in America are vaguely yellow, watery, mostly tasteless substances produced on an industrial scale that some people like to call “beer.” So it stands to reason that 90 to 95 percent of the “beer”-related garbage in the world would consist of the packaging that once held the aforementioned vaguely yellow, watery, mostly tasteless substance.
That’s not to say, of course, that littering is the sole domain of shit beer drinkers. I’ve seen plenty of carelessly discarded bottles of craft beer during my various wanderings around the Midwest. But the fact of the matter is, even though at best 90 percent of the beer sold in this country is of the macro variety, it sure as shit seems it makes up 99.9 percent of the litter.
During my latest research, also known as “when the Gremlin broke down out in the middle of fucking nowhere and I had to walk three miles along a deserted country road,” I encountered the usual suspects—lots of Bud Light, Miller Lite, and Coors Light cans and bottles, usually in groupings of three or four at a time—but I did come across some rarer species during my safari through the backroads of the Midwest. Below is some photographic evidence of my short, extremely pointless journey.





Please, people, drink some better beer, and for the love of Jeff, pick up after your damn selves.