All-pervasive leftism might drive some to drink in an attempt to escape. But there is no refuge anywhere. Moonbattery can be found even in liquor:

The Noon Whistle Pub, located in [the Chicago suburb] Lombard, is serving up cicada-infused Malört shots.

Moonbats will be pleased to learn that the dead bugs are locally harvested.

The brewpub is collecting the cicadas from a nearby park, cooking them, and putting them into bottles of the legendary Chicago liquor.

This should be good for a pat on the head from our future globalist rulers, who have determined that we should eat insects to demonstrate our reverence for the climate.

For a chaser, wash down the bug-flavored Malört with some sewage water beer. The woke combo is guaranteed to improve the weather just as much as electric cars do.

On a tip from R F.

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