This beer sucks. You know it, I know it and, apparently, the good people in the Natural Light marketing department know it, too. They can't bring themselves to use the word "natural" in their own logo.In this first installment of a series I'm calling "Natural Plight," I'll examine the first of five Natural-Light-spawned marketing mockeries called "Nattyisms." The fact that they even attempt to position their beer as anything but a cheap way to forget that you're a complete loser is laughable. If you think about their marketing plan in any more detail than that, it might do serious damage to your central nervous system.
Natastrophe: According to the fine folks at "Natty Light," a natastrophe occurs some time just after some klutzy shit-for-brains wanders into a party at his older brother's frat house. Naturally, said shit-for-brains has brought a twelve pack of "Natty" with him to show his brother's brothers that he knows how to party. A resounding "nattaboy!" from the Northface chorus immediately drowns out whichever Jack Johnson song happens to be playing at the time, and young SFB feels accepted. His comfort level peaks as the featured artist changes from Jack to Rascal Flatts, and then he notices the throng of scantily-clad dick bait howling the lyrics of Maybury (or whatever the Hell that song about Cherry Coke is) atop every raised surface of the house. Distracted by his overpowering horniness (he's not used to seeing that much self-esteem-induced desparation this side of a computer screen), he backs into some chick and dumps all the Natural Plight everywhere. Uh oh--the night's ruined.
Spilling Natty Light is a catastrophe like spilling toxic waste is a catastrophe--you have to stop ignoring its presence, someone has to take responsibility for introducing it into the environment in the first place and, finally, someone has to come into contact with it in order to clean it up. Here's the bad news: unlike waste disposal professionals, the one responsible for a "natastrophe" has to clean up that liquid virginity with their bare hands. I'm pretty sure that's what made the Toxic Avenger the man he is today.
