I
have issues with alcohol. Not that I am a drunkard, I dont touch the stuff
generally. If I do, its the occasional Irish Coffee, or Cape Velvet Liqueur. In
my opinion, in most cases alcoholic beverages just plain well taste gross. I've
tasted beer, and wine, and even whiskey, but every time I do I want to spit it
out! I prefer the taste on alcohol free champagne to the regular stuff, I've
compared them and didn't like the "real thing".
But
the biggest thing that turns me off of alcohol is what it does to people. It
makes people blubbering idiots or plain well nasty and cruel. I have seen
people drunk and passed out on the side of the road. I have seen drunken men
beating their wives and children. I have seen alcohol make people drive like
idiots (but then again cell phone drivers are sometimes worse than drunk
drivers....), drunk people do stupid things and take stupid risks. I can never
condone that. And the worst is that people who get drunk always, without fail,
believe that the alcohol does nothing bad to them and that they are unaffected
by it.
The
biggest and most disgusting memory I have of drunk people however is from when
I was about 11 years old. No 11 year old should see their own grandparents (or
parents for that matter, but I am lucky as my parents share my disgust of
drunkardness) get so inebriated that they do such stupid things and certainly
it is a hugely reprehensible thing for any grandparent or parent to require
their own little ones to constantly be refilling their glasses!
It
was a December, I remember it clear as yesterday. We were living in a house
with my dad's parents, and my mom's parents were visiting for a couple of
weeks.
From
before supper was made, the 4 grandparents were sitting in the lounge having
glasses of wine, constantly calling me to refill their glasses from the cheap
box wine. My dad was working, mom making supper, so I was the inevitable choice
as the grandparents were too busy chatting to fill up their own glasses. They
were emptying those glasses fast and furious.
We
had supper, the one grandmother was particularly fond of olives so there was a
jar of olives on the table. I think the supper was pork fillet. By the time
supper was finished and we were dishing up ice cream for desert, they were
already half way through the second box of wine. And that was when the
downright stupidity came in.
There
had already been some rather crude jokes flying around the table. But then when
it was desert time, and the table was mostly cleared of supper (except a few
condiments) and the ice cream brought out. The grandparents all being
hopelessly tipsy, dished up ice cream and then decided to top it with olives.
As revolting as that was, the biggest shocker to my young mind was that not one
of the grandparents remembered it the next day, and to this day they deny it
ever happened.
I
have seen many inebriated people, never has it looked enticing or sophisticated
to be drunk. It is horrific, and yet the person who is drunk is not even aware
of how stupid they are.
So
personally, I choose not to drink, other than the once every five years or so
small glass of liqueur. I also choose not to associate with people who are
drinking and if a bottle of wine or a keg of beer comes out, more often than
not I will excuse myself from the company. Not because I think I'm better than
you but rather because I dont like you when you are under the influence..
If
you are reading this, I hope to high heavens and back again that you never
allow yourself to either become dependent on alcohol (being dependent does not
always mean you are drunk, but if you cannot live without it that is when you
should go without it), become drunk, or even associate with drunkards.
P.S. Due to "just feeling like it" I'm going to be adding a blog in tomorrow, because I can. Enjoy the bonus.
P.S. Due to "just feeling like it" I'm going to be adding a blog in tomorrow, because I can. Enjoy the bonus.
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