Addicted to a dark roast liberty!

I have often been accused of being addicted to coffee. My friends, years ago, threatened to host a massive "intervention", inviting my family along, until they realised that genetics played a major role, my mother suffering from a similar affliction. She would more than likely have driven the get-away car directly to the nearest Starbucks to order me a grande vanilla skim cappuccino - intravenous STAT!

So, after years of being harranged, imagine my relief when I came across the following quote this morning at my favourite Granada coffee shop: "El Café es la bebída que incita a pensar. Y cuando un pueblo empieza a pensar, resulta peligroso para tiranos y los enimigos de la libertad" (W.H. VccKers). Roughly translated, it says, "Coffee is the drink that incites/inspires one to think. And when a village begins to think, it is dangerous for tyrants and the enemies of liberty".

Finally, after years of friends trying to tie me fast to that metaphorical wagon of non-caffeinated moderation, I have found my justification. My love of for an extra large cup of steaming black goodness in the morning (afternoon and evening) is no normal addition. Don't you see? It is an addiction to freedom and liberty, to the struggle against the tyrants of this world! So, I say, "Pour me another glass of that dark roasted liberty and let the tyrants fall!