On the seventh day, the Lord rested, likely with a delicious beer, which he made sometime in between the stars and the naked mole rat (thus explaining that stupid-looking thing). And it was good. Really, really good.
Like all heavenly gifts, man hath bastardized and disrespected beer. Even the craft kind. Passing judgment on others. Wasting and wanting at the same time. We've taken the Lord's work and tarnished it with sin. But while we are but men, we can minimize our craft beer-drinking sins by following these 10 commandments of craft beerdom. How you handle yourself beyond that? Well, that's between you and the big guy.
Thou shalt not judge
Some prefer their stouts ice cold. Some Anglophiles preach the gospel of warm beer to pair with unnecessarily putting the letter "U" in things. Pass not judgment on those who partake in the gifts of beer in the manner they most enjoy, for it is not the beer lover’s job to judge others' preferences. At least to their faces.
Thou shalt be generous but not pushy
Generosity of spirit and rare beer can help receive the keys to the kingdom, but be not overly pushy. For while some might rejoice at the prospect of receiving unto him a taste of last year's KBS, the guy who explicitly hates stout could find your evangelical insistence off-putting. Plus, waste not KBS, want not KBS, for there is a special sub-circle in hell for doing such.