Axis of Evil

On this Day in 2002:

In his State of the Union Address, President George W. Bush describes regimes that sponsor terror as an Axis of Evil.

I don’t know anything about politics, but I know that even in my world where the ice clinks against the glass like a wind chime on a summer day and the soft aroma of a Single Malt Scotch brings to mind the rolling hills and sweet songs of Scotland, or where the sea green hue of a Margarita reminds me of the slow cadence of waves returning to the shore...evil does lurk.

Evil does lurk, and Bartenders have no qualms about sponsoring terrorism when asked
for certain drinks in a clear and level voice.  Here is my Axis of Evil:

The Historical Inebriant:  Long Island Ice Tea
Masquerading as a nice drink for a hot summer day, it seems perfect for those

“Let’s go to that bar by the beach and have drinks on the patio!” days.  
Until the back of your head blows off.

The Historical Inebriant:  Jagermeister
If you’ve ever been in a bar and heard that thunderous explosion - the sound of multiple Jager Bombs being fired back all at once - and later looked into the glassy eyed, 1,000 mile stare in the faces of the young men and women who got caught up in that event, their hands, faces and clothes dotted with brown liquid, you will never forget this evil.

The Historical Inebriant:  The Martini
Perhaps the most evil of all.  There is no wind-chime clinking of ice, no aroma to revel or reminisce in,  no hue to visualise and fantasize about.  It is three ounces of alcohol 
delivered straight to the brain. It is, as a good friend always describes, “A quick and cold Icepick between the eyes.”

”Evil is out there my friends, stay vigilant - vigilant...but thirsty.”