I think a lot of people know about the Murtaugh Rule, which is derived from the film Lethal Weapon, in which Detective Roger Murtaugh plainly stated "I'm too old for this shit." Not quite a rule, but essentially, shit you are done with. It's not worth bothering with. When I first started dipping my toe into craft beer, way back when, I used to see the curmudgeonly guys who complained about fads and hipsters and punks etc. I have joined their ranks. I have hit the Murtaugh line. I am past giving a shit about new trends, while in fact some of the current fads bug me. In particular the desire for "juicy" and "hazy" IPAs and pastry stouts boggles my mind. I'm not saying that there are not good versions of either of these. There are stellar versions of both. But every jackass and his dog is trying to shoot the moon with multiple versions of their own. I haven't got time for it. Especially since it is pushing other great styles away. I live in Ontario Canada. For love of all that is holy, I cannot find a decently made west coast style IPA anywhere. How about a nice English IPA? This is Canada, it's in our roots right? Nope. Bitter, Porter, Strong Ale, Amber, Brown, or straight up stout? No to all. See where I am going. My old cranky ass is tired of it. I don't mind the haze and pastry, but I want variety. Give me classics done well, and with some twists. I'm too old for the goddamn interwebs influencers to be guiding what's available. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure when I was starting out I rode a fad or two. But, sweet Jeebus on a trike, can we move on from this one? How long have we been stuck in this phase? Perhaps it's just me getting older, and perhaps it's my palate, but I have to say, variety is the key to enjoying good beer. One cannot survive on haze alone. I don't want to have to wade through 90% haze to find some variety at the local shop. I'm too old for that shit. I know I'm not alone, and I know I'm not the first. Pleae tell me I'm not nuts.