Redux Beverage sucks

In case you get thirsty after tooting, a beverage maker in Las Vegas is producing this drink, which contains 280 milligrams of caffeine. According to its inventor James Kirby, "As soon as people look at the can, they smile." (At least those with decayed teeth from tweaking do.) The drink is being billed by its manufacturer as a "legal alternative" to the street drug. According to Kirby, a "throat-numbing" secret ingredient has been added to mimic the cocaine experience.

I'm looking at the can and I'm not smiling. Neither are those carrying the anti-drug message. If you'd like to comment directly to the manufacturer about your feelings regarding this pathetic marketing technique, here's their messed-up website www.drinkcocaine.com. They have a link to drug abuse clinics and resources that combat addiction on their site. Do they actually in their deluded minds think that absolves them of any corporate responsibility? What amazes me is that they are so puffed-up proud of themselves. Is looking in the mirror any easier each morning if you frame it with $100 bills? Is selling out the only way to get rich in this country today? These are a few questions I posed to them in my email. I encourage you to contact them with your comments. On their website, click on the "contact link" and there is a media link that will take your email to their email. Redux Beverage bites.

I suppose I shouldn't get my undies in a bunch. It's not really much worse than Calvin Klein, who for years has used children pathetically posed as sex objects to sell his trash garments. I personally vote with my pocketbook and don't buy from manufacturers that I find are unethical, at least if I have any money, that is. Not that anyone cares. Americans want cheap Chinese stuff and plenty of it and don't care how it is advertised, who is exploited or how much it ultimately costs America when all our jobs are gone. (Unless, of course, you happen to have an MBA from Harvard or Princeton and can help companies outsource their manufacturing to foreign countries utilizing slave labor or slightly better that we shouldn't be trading with, anyway (forget Spanish! Make sure your kids learn Mandarin.)

But I am ranting, so I am going to paint. The kitchen is almost done, you will be glad to hear. I have another job interview (my second) with an agency on Monday then it's off to visit Fast Eddie and on to Arizona. Until tomorrow, don't get your undies in a bunch. Mine are in a big enough bunch for all of us.