Well, imagine him being broke, homeless, despised by everyone and treated like interacting with him could lead you to the exclusion from the society. Warms your heart, doesn’t it? I don’t want him dead, I wish him worse. I want him thanking bums for pissing on him so he doesn’t lose more fingers to the frostbite and cursing himself for pushing for cutting social safety net.
I’m pretty sure that a bartender that doesn’t stock a specific brand of beer out of disgust for it won’t sell it to you. You’re way overreaching with your criticism of reasonably viable story.