I’ve actually never understood why people drink alcohol.
It tastes terrible, unless it’s loaded with sugar and every sip just makes you softer, fatter and dumber. And the affect it has on the male body –you might as well drink estrogen.
Alcohol is ingrained into much of western culture, especially down here in Australia. It’s illegal to drink and drive, but we have drive-through bottle shops? Makes perfect sense. Because the same people who eat their Big Macs in the McDonald’s car parks after visiting the drive through can totally be trusted to wait ‘till they get home before they crack their beers, right?
The older generations routinely drink wine or beer with their dinner and don’t think twice about it, none of them seem to realise or care that a lifetime of this habit has accelerated their ageing and made them borderline retarded.
And younger people grin stupidly while holding up half-drunk bottles of froth in their Facebook photos. I suppose this style of photo is meant to make the candidate seem “fun and care-free” but all I ever see is another carbon-copy of the previous profile: “Here’s me drinking beer with my friends. I like sportsball and beer and my friends who also like those things.”
Good job, Davo. Your profile does not step outside the bounds of Facebook’s community standards guidelines, that is to say, you’re sufficiently dumb and worthless enough to not be deleted by corporate for having any real thoughts or ideas.
Everybody’s favourite movie stars are casually sipping on some fancy Chardonnay or classy “on the rocks” style drink, which I suppose makes the average Hollywood consumer think “well if James Bond does it, it must be cool!” It’s well documented that the idea of cigarettes being fashionable was sold to the western masses in a similar fashion, through a very deliberate celebrity-propaganda campaign.
I can appreciate that many people struggle with their psychology somehow and intoxicate themselves to “escape”, but where are you escaping to exactly? To a future where you’re considerably dumber, fatter and sadder, as a result of the drink? Does anybody ever think this through, or is the entire point of drinking to sabotage the process of thought?
Again, I just don’t understand. I sometimes feel like an alien observing another species when I see people’s blind loyalty to the drink.
People get mad when I say stuff like this to them, probably because it makes them feel stupid but I’m known around the country for not caring how my observations make people feel.
“I just enjoy it” they say. And that’s fine, I’m not trying to rob you of “the one thing you enjoy.” I’m just fascinated as to why that one thing has to be something that makes you dumb, fat and ugly.
