Give
beer to those who are perishing, wine to those who are in anguish; let
them drink and forget their poverty and remember their misery no more.
//I saw a beggar in Las Vegas a while back holding an open hat and a sign
that read, "Why lie? I need a beer." Honesty intrigues me, so I stopped
and asked him if he was perishing. He said yep, if he didn't get a beer
he'd die, and I said alrighty, you qualify. I'll see what I can do.
As
I entered the casino I was met by drunken laughter. Someone at the
3-card poker table had hit it big, and was dancing around with three
kings in his hand.
It
is not for kings, O Lemuel—not for kings to drink wine, not for rulers
to crave beer, lest they drink and forget what the law decrees, and
deprive all the oppressed of their rights. –verses 4-5
... so I stole his beer while he was celebrating and took it out to the beggar where it belongs.
(editor’s note: This doesn’t quite sound like Lee … I suspect this didn’t really happen!)
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