Yeah, things like coffee really pack on the fat.
They'll get around to downsizing your beer soon enough.
And you know, to hear the sky is falling chicken little brigade screeching about the falling dollar, you'd think they would have gotten fed up with it and gone off the grid and into full barter survival mode a long time ago. But, I guess, that would mean giving up their computers and outlet for whining...
"He wants Big Government to protect people from themselves, wants the NRA to fight for his local gun rights for him, and wants companies to dictate portions for him."
Wow. You know, I think you're close, but no cigar.
I think it's a desire born out of sheer laziness. It's retro-natal. It would remove the need for one to think or do for himself, someone else picks up the baggage all the time.