Over at liberal blog Balloon Juice, proprietor John Cole asks:
What is it about New Zealand and Australian sauvignon blancs that makes them (and I lack the terminology) brighter and cleaner and more grapefruity?
From the comments, the collective wisdom of Those Who Must Be Heard produce a number of theories, not all of which have anything to do with the question. First, the supernatural:
New Zealand grapes are fondled by hobbits until they get as firm and juicy as an elf’s nutsack.
Then, in a tiny voice from the back of the room, a tentative suggestion:
Before long, technology raises its ugly head:
I like the screw off caps.
Then, a geographic misunderstanding:
Each barrel must contain at least one litre of kangaroo piss.
Commentor Redshirt, perhaps already deep into a bottle, begins the inevitable self-absorbed drift:
I’m trying to figure out if my otherwise good local news station always had this horrible rightwing slant, or am I just hypersensitive to it now that it’s critical of Obama?
Then, someone stops by, apparently on the way to call the suicide hotline:
I can tell you nothing about wine, but if I could, perhaps I would be in a better mood right now.
Proving that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, AlWhite attaches too much importance to what goes on in the winery:
I believe they blend them to get that grapefruit zing. A lot of the American ones are blended for that more mineral taste.
All this discussion of wine makes commentor Debit, who just canceled her cable and thus has nothing to do, thirsty. But, alas, she is beyond help:
Damn you all. I am in my slobby, non bra wearing at home clothing and lack the energy to get into something decent, otherwise I’d be at the liquor store right now buying wine from New Zealand.
Thus thwarted, the commentors go on to other subjects, including a vigorous debate about toilets in the Southern Hemisphere.