Starbucks: A Defense

I like Ron Rosenbaum’s work; I own two of his books.  I’ve got the usual conservative crush on Michelle Malkin.  But I need to take exception to their Starbucks bashing (for instance here and here).  Rosenbaum criticises their quality control in a rant that averages about one typo per paragraph.  Malkin thinks this hugely successful company isn’t capitalistic enough or something.  And of course there’s a large inventory of other snooty complaints out there: about the decor or the music or how they want you to say grande instead of medium or how they drove dear old Smokin’ Joe’s Joe out of business (Are you sure it wasn’t the health department?) or how we just remembered how much we always loved the blue-collar vibe at Dunkin’ Donuts.

Well, I got Mrs. Stagger a Starbucks Gold Card for Christmas and now I’m doubly glad I did.  She likes the place.  It’s convenient; they’re friendly and efficient; they make a good decaf Americano.  From reports I’ve received, they treat their employees pretty good. 

And now comes this mini-kristallnacht crap. 

Stop by your local Starbucks.  They gave it away on election day, didn’t they?  Have yourself a venti or a grande or a whatever-the-hell they call it.  I’m having two.