Tea a rarity, coffee filthy-tasting, cigarettes insufficient
-- nothing cheap and plentiful except synthetic gin.
George Orwell, 1984
I actually understood what you want. You want a world where we all look alike. A standardized world where not a hair exceeds, that's what excites you, egalitarianism at its climax. The sun in August, snow during Christmas. If not, you lose your bearings.
You want a world where everyone thinks the same. Something like a soft consensus or on the contrary a almost-dictatorship that exterminates any singular thought, any thought. You yearn for a sanitized world, where you will not be afraid. Tomatoes must be perfectly round, bright red, even in winter.
As for wine, the issue is finally settled. Champagne for special occasions - it's good, it tastes the same every year. The sweet ones with foie gras, port wine with melon and so on. And everywhere adulterated wines, which pretends to be exceptional products. In your head, in your glasses, nothing lives. The "Victory Gin" as Winston drank tasted the same small death.
Then the natural wine... with its contradictions, fundamental differences, his merry mess, you do not like it. Besides, it is quite possible that you do not know. Antonin Iommi-Amunategui nevertheless tries to explain *; with his writing-skills that we knows, he asks, tries to define, draws prospects. It put life in the wine world that many perceive - rightly - as very annoying.
But anyway, you do not read anymore either. And yet, like travel, literature and wine are the schools of life, that is to say the complexity of the world and beings. My question is: do we arrive too early or too late?
And that life was the light of all mankind.
The light shines in the darkness
and the darkness has not overcomed.
John 3: 4
* Manifesto for natural wine, by Antonin Iommi-Amunategui, editions of Epure-Marie Rocher (in French).