10.3.04
I hate drunks. I hate people when they're drunk. Drunk people are oblivious, exaggerated, and often likely to vomit. You can't hold conversations with drunk people, and the worst part about trying is that they think they're absolutely fine and you're the one who's being ridiculous.
(On a tangent to my rant, the same could be said of stoned people, or people who are high on LSD. You may think you understand the secrets of the universe and you're thinkiung more clearly than ever before, but you just think that.)
There are areas for drunken behaviour. And while I hate the pub culture that has developed (I seem to hate a lot this week) at least i know what to expect. Having to choose between hanging out with my friends in a pub until at least two of them become obnoxious, or staying at home and being 'anti-social', is actually not one of the things about our alcoholic culture that galls me. It's not one of the real grudges I've got.
The real grudges I've got are as follows:
1. The casual drinking. The people who get drunk as a matter of course; as a stay-at-home evening activity so normal that they don't think to warn anyone they intend to do it. Houses, unlike pubs, are not places you necessarily choose to be. You certainly aren't expected to make that choice based on alcohol. Drunk people often fail to be thoughtful or responsible. They are often drunk late and loudly. I'm not talking about scheduled house parties. I'm talking about crashing out in from of the TV and getting plastered when you know there are other people around.
Am I saying that this personal choice to drinkm alcohol in your own home or in the hom e of a friend who has given you permission is immoral? Well, no. I guess not. As has been insinuated plenty of times, I'm in the minority. Most people don't mind, or even join in. So, no, I can't ask my friends not to get drunk around me when I go over to their houses. But I can hate it, and what it does to them, and I can wish they'd give me some warning.
2. Assholes who say "I can hold my drink. It doesn't affect me." Because it's rarely true. It's usually macho bullshit said when the person is absolutely trollied.
3. This is the largest one. THE PERCEPTION THAT THE PROBLEM SOMEHOW LIES WITH ME. The idea that I've succumbed to some Nancy Reaganish kind of propaganda. The idea that I'm the one being anti-social and making eveyonr else feel uncomfortable.
This is an unabashed rant, because this is my voice, and here I have the loudest voice. But in real life, when I'm sat there, bored as all hell because I love my brain cells and my liver, I don't say jack shit about this.
I sit there and tolerate the odd looks as I'm drinking Coca Cola. Sometimes symathetic people tell me I'll learn to like the taste. Why would i want to leran to like the taste of something that can kill me?
And while we're on the topic, I've never tasted cat's piss, but if pressed for an approximation, I imagine it would taste something like Lager.
(On a tangent to my rant, the same could be said of stoned people, or people who are high on LSD. You may think you understand the secrets of the universe and you're thinkiung more clearly than ever before, but you just think that.)
There are areas for drunken behaviour. And while I hate the pub culture that has developed (I seem to hate a lot this week) at least i know what to expect. Having to choose between hanging out with my friends in a pub until at least two of them become obnoxious, or staying at home and being 'anti-social', is actually not one of the things about our alcoholic culture that galls me. It's not one of the real grudges I've got.
The real grudges I've got are as follows:
1. The casual drinking. The people who get drunk as a matter of course; as a stay-at-home evening activity so normal that they don't think to warn anyone they intend to do it. Houses, unlike pubs, are not places you necessarily choose to be. You certainly aren't expected to make that choice based on alcohol. Drunk people often fail to be thoughtful or responsible. They are often drunk late and loudly. I'm not talking about scheduled house parties. I'm talking about crashing out in from of the TV and getting plastered when you know there are other people around.
Am I saying that this personal choice to drinkm alcohol in your own home or in the hom e of a friend who has given you permission is immoral? Well, no. I guess not. As has been insinuated plenty of times, I'm in the minority. Most people don't mind, or even join in. So, no, I can't ask my friends not to get drunk around me when I go over to their houses. But I can hate it, and what it does to them, and I can wish they'd give me some warning.
2. Assholes who say "I can hold my drink. It doesn't affect me." Because it's rarely true. It's usually macho bullshit said when the person is absolutely trollied.
3. This is the largest one. THE PERCEPTION THAT THE PROBLEM SOMEHOW LIES WITH ME. The idea that I've succumbed to some Nancy Reaganish kind of propaganda. The idea that I'm the one being anti-social and making eveyonr else feel uncomfortable.
This is an unabashed rant, because this is my voice, and here I have the loudest voice. But in real life, when I'm sat there, bored as all hell because I love my brain cells and my liver, I don't say jack shit about this.
I sit there and tolerate the odd looks as I'm drinking Coca Cola. Sometimes symathetic people tell me I'll learn to like the taste. Why would i want to leran to like the taste of something that can kill me?
And while we're on the topic, I've never tasted cat's piss, but if pressed for an approximation, I imagine it would taste something like Lager.
