And here I was thinking I was the only one feeling vaguely queasy about those catfight Bud Light ads:

The prize for actively attempting to repel potential customers goes to Bud Light, for a series of spots as tasteless as the beer-flavored water it was promoting. While I’m for truth in advertising as much as the next guy, I’m not sure it’s in Bud Light’s best interest to portray its base of core customers as leering, sniggering jackasses whose only concerns in life revolve around affordably priced light beer and the width of their girlfriends’ hips — in other words, just the sort of fellows you’d want your stoned teenaged daughter to avoid if the world were anything like its portrayal in a Bush administration anti-drug ad. Even worse, the generally nasty, uncivil and sexist tone of the ads made me feel like a humorless old man, like I should start pulling up my pants to my sternum and yelling at the neighbor kids to get the hell off my lawn. I can’t forgive that any more than I can forgive Anheuser-Busch for selling terrible beer. As it stands, whenever I think of Bud Light in the next year, the only thing I’ll remember is that it’s the brew of choice should I ever find myself needing to drink beer through a clown’s ass.

(From the fine folks over at Teevee.org)