Son: Look, Dad, I'm not looking for another diatribe about how awesome clear beer is, but can you tell me what we've got here?
Dad: Well, it's clear and bitter, and doesn't use any crystal malt so the hops shine like crazy! Smells like ripe cantoloupe, fresh spun cotton candy, and those white gummy bears that you love so much. It's got a full hoppy bitterness that hits from the initial sip, and a dab of hop resin that lingers into the clean finish.
Son: I don't get it.
Dad: You never will.