Being out here in the Commonwealth, we have the ability to laugh about these sorts of things:
The sad, toady breweries who bowed and scraped and made a special beer to celebrate the marriage of William Windsor and Kate Middleton got a slap in the face as thanks for their pathetic grovelling this week, if this story in the Daily Mirror is to be believed. Supposedly no beer of any kind will be served at the wedding reception at Buckingham Palace. “There won't be any beer. Let’s face it, it isn't really an appropriate drink to be serving in the Queen’s presence at such an occasion.” a source from the palace is alleged to have told the Mirror.
Let us be grateful for small mercies. At least they aren't offering Stella. But it is a reminder not that beer is a drink for commoners but it is the daily drink of the common man. And the Royals are not like us. And weddings are not a daily event for most - even not with us, my father the minister, my mother the florist. No, this event is special. Singular. Unlike your wedding, most in attendance will be strangers to each other. No one will be hitting on bridesmaids and no one will do the chicken dance. It will be false in a very real way and, if this article in today's Globe is to be trusted, even contrived for other ends.
Do you care? I guess I hope the young couple are happy. But I don't really care. And do you really need these sorts of people justifying your taste for good beer? If not, why do you a care about their disinterest?