Regulations are a funny thing.
Looking at the history of the Scotch industry, one finds that the regulations have been a double edged sword.
Originally people had a still, and took whatever leftover barely, wheat, etc. and put it in the still, and drank what came out. Simple alcohol, no cuts, and was something you shared with others while shooting the shit. Because you didn’t have video games, TV, circlejerks, or anything we love today.
Eventually some people started selling it, and of course someone screwed that up. Regulations of all sorts, both good and bad, cropped up in Scotland. Some were good, like minimum age requirements to be called Scotch. Others, like the Highland border requirement, fell on their face. Even today, we see questions over if blends can detail the specific ages of…
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