Michel doesn't get it because he's Brazilian, and Brazil is one of the biggest tranny havens in the world. Wouldn't surprise anyone if he finageled/schtupped/pecadillo'd with one himself, in fact his "What's the big deal?" play here feels curiously self-centered.
Look, Michel, you done screwed the brand for life. Seriously. You put the f@ggot Elephant Man on your Bud Light can, and that choppad1ck Audrey Hepburn female impersonator disgraced the memory of the Anheuser family (and Audrey Hepburn, whose estate should sue the everlasting f out of that f@g and AB InBev). That ain't just some random tweet about Pride Month or some other blasphemy.
You would be better off promoting Busch Light as your new fagship, er, flagship beer. What you all didn't understand, was that Spud and Spud Light deliver an ok taste if chilled to near ice at an acceptable price point for Joe Sixpack.
So what you did with that woke white Karen who ordered this ad campaign, was FAIL to supervise YOUR PEOPLE. Karen knew exactly what she was doing, which was breaking the mindset of some guy who just wants to take a cold Bud Light suitcase out on the lake to fish, with his old policeman's special taped under the captain's chair of his Bass Buggy, which he got second-hand cherry but cheap.
Don't f with us, Michel, we got a long memory.
His most recent grift -- Maybelline/L'Oreal -- apparently had an endorsement in play before the beer disaster. Ok, simple enough. Who was the guy who did the brilliant (but too long) original Dylan parody that was posted here?
Put Maybelline lipstick on a pig, maybe put black socks on it and fake pearls, and grease it up with L'Oreal's Oil of Olay, then have a greased pig chase. Upload the whole goddamned thing to TikTok.