(Economist) - THE notion that you would enjoy drinking wine reminiscent of “petroleum” is not for everyone. Nor do the same words mean the same things to different people. One man’s “fruity” is another man’s “wet bin”. Little wonder then that wine enthusiasts are often dismissed as pompous bluffers. But what if that were the point? Your correspondent recently went to a wine tasting at the Solicitors’ Wine Society in London. But this was no ordinary tasting. Modelled on “Call My Bluff”, a long-running British game show, the event replaced the usual panel of earnest enthusiasts with a trio of liars. For each fresh pour—there were a dozen different wines—the three members of the panel came to dramatically different conclusions.