Yes, your imported beer might be a little better than my pint of cheap stuff. Yes, it is undeniably more exotic. Its very name, usually an anagram of some Bible quotation or a play on words we don't understand - because it's a play on German, Belgian or Australian culture - sets it apart, creating an us and them beer counter-culture.

As you lie in the gutter, counting your teeth with your tongue and wondering who the heck this Wendy girl is that's mopping blood from your brow with her panties, you can chalk up another crime against the evil bar owners denying you your basic human right.

Join the crusade

Bring the power of the global village to bear on these cruel overlords of the hoppy liquor. Highlight the real pubs which exist in your home town, those hostelries which value the concept of cheap beer and a decent evening out. Places where you are as likely to add a notch to your belt as to your bedpost. Places where a man who asks "Do you want to go outside?" is concerned about your health, not concerned with ruining it.

Join our eZine, Drink Up. Send us your reviews of the right kind of place to drink at Last Orders. We can all make a difference. Apathy, and trendy bar owners, are the greatest enemies.