Wolfie, jhiggs is echoing a comment that I and others have been making for years.
The funny thing about his comment is that very early this morning, before I went to bed, I typed a long, lonnnnnnnnggggg rant on this thread which started out with that very same comment. After looking at it, I decided that I need to grow up and stop giving my unvarnished opinion, even if it's worded in a non-offensive way. I'm just so tired of giving my opinion on issues, and it takes up a lot of time. I have a tendency to gravitate toward a distinctly blond(e) trait, that of saying a lot, and getting people to fall asleep or have their eyes spinning around in their heads. At the end of it, I and a lot of other people are wondering wtf I was doing talking so much anyway.
Having said that, jhiggs' comment points to what was said much earlier in this thread about Macadoodoos being a "boom cigar."
You see, there are a lot of what we call "yuppies" in this part of the country, which we all know stands for Young Urban Professionals. These are the same kind of people who inspired the phrase "status symbol land," in that famous song from the 60's, or perhaps early 70's.
Many of them are very shallow, self-important, self-centered, EXTREMELY materialistic people who identify very strongly with many Hollywood types. They don't watch the news or read the paper, but they all know that Republicans are agents of Satan, etc. The VERY rich ARE Republicans but still possess all of the above traits, but in any case, we are talking about people who never really "get into" anything for a lifetime, because everything is a toy, and every interest is a passing one, not a lifetime hobby, or passion. They are not even passionate about their husbands or wives, because those are just toys, too.
Without getting as wordy I got in the post I never made about 12 hours ago, I think you see what I mean. The folks from Hollywood, and all the middle managers, stockbrokers, attorneys, and CEO's who got into cigar smoking during the boom never really wanted to become "cigar smokers." And God forbid that they should ever get kicked in the head with an Earnie Shavers-like punch from a cigar. That's soooooo unpleasant. And it is.
So, what to do, what to do? Well, you have a bunch of smooth, mild, flavorless cigars on the market, and you sell them to people who really can't handle a cigar with any flavor or strength (like me :cryinlaugh: ), and people who want to look important at the big office party in Status Symbol Land, walk around the club going blah, blah, did you hear the one about . . ., etc., with a huge, flavorless cigar in their mouth, turned so that the band will show clearly to anyone they're talking to, and they get through that stage of their life knowing that at one time they were "a Big Time Cigah Smokuh."
Big deal. I'm going to stop here, but I could go on and on ad nauseaum. If you think this commentary is harsh, you should have heard me on another web site. If you want to know what I mean, there are some friends of mine from that other place who, along with Castle Crest, now inhabit a fine cigar web site,
http://www.cigarwise.com. Just try going over there and mentioning Macanudos. If you don't get shot or wind up shooting someone yourself, you will definitely come back here with your tail between your legs.