I cannot agree.
The last time I ate Dinty Moore was prom night, senior year of high school. My best buddy and I both had girlfriends who dumped us for other dates a few weeks before the big night, so we skipped the prom and took a fishing trip. Paddled out to an island in a rural lake and set up camp for the weekend.
"Supplies" consisted of a case of Schaefer, a pound of baloney, a pound of cheese, a loaf of bread, and a half dozen cans of Dinty Moore.
We forgot the can opener, but were able to bash the cans open with the point of an anchor. Dinty Moore isn't that good to begin with, and when pureed by repeated blows from an anchor, it's even worse.
Haven't had any Schaefer since then, either.