If you are in the mood for a high priced cup of coffee that tastes burnt – you’ll have to go somewhere other than Starbucks during a three-hour period Tuesday afternoon. More than 8,000 shops are shuttering for anti-bias training – an ill-conceived attempt to restore Starbucks’ tarnished liberal image. Last month, two black men were arrested in Philadelphia after they refused to leave one of the coffee chain’s stores and one was denied use of the restroom. The men, who said they were waiting for a friend, were sitting quietly but had not purchased so much as a latte. They were taking up space meant for paying customers. While police arrested the two men for trespassing, they were later released without charges and both the police and Starbucks apologized to them. Starbucks had every right to ask those men to order a beverage or food or leave the shop. It’s a place of business, not a public park. Nevertheless, the social justice warriors pounced – accusing the folks who wear the green aprons of racial profiling and discrimination. Instead of standing its ground, Starbucks threw their baristas under the roaster and offered a profuse apology. “Regretfully, our practices and training led to a bad outcome – the basis for the call to the Philadelphia police department was wrong,” CEO Kevin Johnson wrote in a meandering mea culpa. “Our store manager never intended for these men to be arrested and this should never have escalated as it did.” Starbucks vowed to treat every customers with “respect and dignity” – even if they don’t purchase an expensive cup of their bitter java. Tuesday’s anti-bias training features appearances by company executives along with the rapper named Common. Baristas are being encouraged to “open up about implicit biases and stereotypes in encountering people of color, gender or other identities.” Starbucks has no one to blame for this fiasco but itself. For decades Starbucks has been using its stores to promote social justice, but now it’s come back to bite ’em in the coffee bean. Remember back in 2015 when Starbucks ordered baristas to strike up conversations about race relations with customers? “So that’s one venti Veranda Blend Blonde Roast with extra cream. May I have your name, sir?” “Yes, thank you. It’s Todd.” “So, Tom – I’m curious – do you have a problem with Dark Roast?” “My name is Todd. Wait. What?” “And Ted, based on your defensive posture, I’m sensing some privilege, too. We can help with that.” From that day forward I began brewing Community Coffee. The beans are roasted by a family-owned company based in Louisiana. It’s a good cup of coffee, it costs less and best of all – no political agenda. There’s a lesson we can all learn from this Starbucks debacle. When a coffee house serves up a piping hot cup of politics – well – it’s going to end up frothing everybody’s latte.
Well said, Todd.. Veteran culture warrior Todd Starnes is responsible for that witty piece. What Todd left out of this story was the back story. Starbucks had a policy of asking loiterers to leave if they don’t something…and if they refuse, then the mgr is (or was) directed to call the police. That’s exactly what happened here. The mgr followed company policy to the letter. It had NOTHING to do with race; which is how the dominantly liberal mainstream media has portrayed this story…and Starbucks has allowed it to be characterized as such. So, instead of standing their perfectly reasonable ground, they threw their mgr under the bus, and bent over and grabbed their corporate ankles with this ridiculous mea culpa. How embarrassing for their employees! Anyway.. Todd is spot-on about Starbucks coffee.. It’s overpriced and bitter. It’s the scourge of the coffee shop industry (or the “Borg” for you Trekies). But, people go there in droves like zombies. In the interest of full disclosure, I sometimes find myself biting my lip (or pinching my nose) and going in real quick, as they’re everywhere. But, I prefer the ma and pa shops that are cheaper and better. So, support your local coffee shop and avoid the silliness that is Starbucks.
In recent days, The New Yorker has made some downright scurrilous accusations about Chick-fil-A, the unofficial chicken of our Lord. The magazine warned that the beloved fast food restaurant was waging a “guerrilla insurgency” upon Gotham’s citizenry – plotting to evangelize the city by luring the masses with plump, juicy chicken breasts tucked between hot, buttered buns. “The brand’s arrival here feels like an infiltration, in no small part because of its pervasive Christian traditionalism,” lamented Dan Piepenbring in an essay titled “Chick-fil-A’s Creepy Infiltration of New York City.” Piepenbring seemed terribly disturbed by the news that a fourth outpost of the family-owned chain had recently opened – as if the Chick-fil-A Cows were about to stampede through the East Village. “Its headquarters, in Atlanta, are adorned with Bible verses and a statue of Jesus washing a disciple’s feet,” he wrote. “Its stores close on Sundays.” And like any progressive journalist, he offered up the obligatory Chick-fil-A is “anti-gay” smear. Untrue, of course, but whatever. “The restaurant’s corporate purpose still begins with the words ‘to glorify God,’ and that proselytism thrums below the surface of the Fulton Street restaurant, which has the ersatz homespun ambiance of a megachurch,” he wrote. And he was especially wary of the famed Chick-fil-A Cows. “If the restaurant is a megachurch, the Cows are its ultimate evangelists,” Piepenbring declared. Well, praise the Lord and drink some sweet tea! “Its politics, its décor, and its commercial-evangelical messaging are infected with this suburban piety,” he wrote. Well, America – the time has come for you to know the truth. The New Yorker caught us red-handed. The jig is up. The truth is months ago a covert team of specially trained Southern Christians crossed the Mason-Dixon Line along with a herd of grammatically-challenged bovines. Our mission was to convert the Yankee heathens with gracious Southern hospitality and delicious chicken sandwiches. And our plan would’ve worked had it not been for those meddling members of the Mainstream Media. After about a week of eating fried chicken and drinking sweet tea, New Yorkers had become so much more pleasant and docile. Brooklynites had even started waving at tourists with all five fingers instead of one. Now, that is the power of the Gospel Bird. So let not your heart be troubled, America – because glory, glory hallelujah – the War of Poultry Aggression rages on.
HAHAHA!! That was EXCELLENT! Thanks to veteran culture warrior Todd Starnes for that witty op/ed in support of Chick-fil-A, which is about to overtake Taco Bell as the third most popular fast food restaurant in America….and that’s with it being closed nationwide one day week! This idiot pin-head from The New Yorker has just exposed himself for being the anti-Christian bigot that HE is. Chick-fil-A doesn’t discriminate in its hiring practices and welcomes everyone regardless of race, religion (or lack thereof), gender, age, etc. It’s just closed on Sundays. That’s all! How an employee spends the day off is her/her business. The owner/founder of the company decided when he founded Chick-fil-A that he wanted his business closed on Sundays so he and his employees could go to church, if they wanted to. If they didn’t want to, and wanted to do something else, or nothing at all, then that was their prerogative. Imagine that! But this idiot writer at The New Yorker can’t handle it. He’s just a foaming at the mouth liberal who hates Christians. Kudos to Todd for calling him out on his hypocritical bigotry. Outstanding! 🙂