There was a time where, if I was in a pub and there was no real ale, or if there was and it was absolutely terrible (gone off, poorly looked after, or whatever), I'd go for a pint of stout. And that usually meant Guinness. Recently I tried to brew my own version of the black stuff, because why not?
This nation should be celebrating a high quality beverage produced by highly skilled craftsmen. One of the few things we actually make in our country. We should be celebrating and ringing its name on high.
It might sound a bit of a cliche, but when I first moved to London, one of the questions I'd get asked by people up north was "how do you cope with the beer down there?" as if there was something almost poisonous about the London beers!