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Three-Tier Stupidity

By federal law, the wine industry is split into the Moe, Larry and Curly three-tier system.

You've got to have an importer, distributor and then a retailer or restaurant owner in each of the 50 states. Colorado actually requires four tiers.

The truth though is that the wine trade is now being dominated by enormous companies that dominate every aspect of the trade. Their interest is mass volume and homogenization.

Those of us who are interested in real wines that come from real work in real earth need to get past the three tier system ideology and realize that anyone in the trade interested in good wine has more common interest with us than a fellow Moe, Larry or Curly.

The lines are beginning to blur. Our company is an importer and distributor and who knows if we won't also be a retailer at some time in the future.

What shocks me is when progressive people in the wine trade want to fixate on the old divisions and keep doing business in the same old way.

Let's get everyone who likes great wine together and work together to get great wine out in the market. That's right, be it a distributor, retailer, importer, restaurant, writer or blogger.

We have nothing to lose but our supply chains!


Easier said than done

The problem is, the 21st amendment allowed each state to decide it's own alcohol beverage laws, and many states turned control over to their respective counties.

Look how long it took for nationwide prohibition to actually take full effect: 33 years! Mississippi was "dry" until 1966.

The entrenchment of the three-tier system is terrible, but I could only envision seeing it change in a few isolated areas. Once government is entrenched in some area, it's darned difficult to get it out. Just look at Montgomery County, Maryland, the last control county in the U.S.A. Their liquor stores make so much revenue for the county (which goes toward their excellent public school system) that no politician has ever seriously managed to make a change in how it operates.

The situation is regrettable, but I don't see any way out of it. Too many powerful forces aligned against it.
Sign me up!
Not sure what a control county is, but PA is state controlled. PA is not as limited as it used to be but some smaller importers won't work there.

Nyah! Nyah! Nyah!

what about the Schnooks?
schnooks are just stunted regular people

like generations of tadpoles that grow legs when the pond dries up or becomes over-crowded (I think the word is "neoteny.")

the pond is - well - the schnook system I guess

(my metaphors don't work before noon)

I feel this urge

to ponder! Maybe a Schnook is a kind of salmon?

Progressive Stupidity

How does it feel to propose a laudable goal to the general wine community and get junk back? Tells you something about us progressives. Where do we start? Dan Perrelli
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Joe Dressner - Captain Tumor Man!


Hi, I'm Joe Dressner the famous wine importer and I have brain cancer!

I already have a wine blog and frankly wine is such a luxury business that I hate to mix my cancer problems with my wine observations. I think it would be a general downer for the lifestyle crowd out there.

Furthermore, we in the wine trade always claim there are tremendous health benefits to drinking wine. I've already had cardiovascular bypass surgery over eight years ago and now I got a tumor aggressively rattling in my brain. My colleagues in the glamorous wine industry want me to keep it quiet.

So, I've started this wonderful new blog to discuss wine, brain tumors, my life and to give you hot tips on handling the cancer stricken around you. There will also be practical wine/radiation pairings when I start radiation therapy and chemotherapy next week.

Having brain cancer means I might both physically and intellectually decline. So, I will be using this blog as a venue to pursue petty vendettas against relatives, acquaintances and people in the wine trade.

I might also lose touch with reality and say things that are not true or are only half true. The important thing is to have fun and enjoy this rare and precious time in my life.

One of my pet vendettas is my cousin Dr. Barbara Hirsch. Dr. Barbara Hirsch is a very important Great Neck Endocrinologist, who was raised and nurtured by my parents. Dr. Hirsch waited until my father was near death and my mother was suffering from a rare neuromuscular disorder, to write them a seven page letter denouncing them for being horrible to her for the entirety of her life! Despite my concerns, Dr. Hirsch still refuses to apologize.

Last night, I drank a beautiful bottle of Bourgueil Clos Sénéchal 2005 from Pierre Breton. It was sublime and reminded me that I used to be healthy. Not only that, the vineyard used to be there before I existed. It exists independently of my having cancer and will continue to exist. You ought to buy some.

August 2009 Postscript: Not only does it exist independently of my cancer, it also exists independently of Louis/Dressner Selections. After 18 years, they have dumped us for Kermit Lynch. Oh well. At least I'm alive!