Monday, 18 June 2012

Drunk with what? With wine, with poetry, with virtue.

As you please. But get drunk.
Teenagers and adults seek to regain their childlike behaviours and views on the world by getting drunk. That's what I believe. That giddy feeling you get, the feeling that you can say and do as you please. The consequences don't matter. I remember the first time I got drunk. It was my older brother's 18th and I remember telling him "I knew what I was doing, I wasn't out of control, I just didn't care about the conesquences." He told me that's what being drunk was. I suppose in a sense it's liberating, that's why we enjoy it so much. That's why drinking at work functions could potentially be the death of you, or at least your career. Idiots.

At the start of the night having a thought about a person you see in a bar, and then waiting until the 'dutch courage' sets in and you can approach them and tell them what you think. This "fuck you" to social norms and pressures telling you that you can't say certain things because they aren't PC, or it's weird to approach people you don't know. But if this is the case, how would anyone meet anyone? It's becoming more and more apparant to me that meeting people without the influence is a daunting process, not for me in particular, but for society. How sad.

And so I'll continue to drink, because I am not opposed to it. I like to party. I'll be the first to admit that. There is a time and a place, however. I am prone to making quite a tool of myself, but are these just thoughts and actions that I want to do when sober and have been 'programmed' to ignore? Or does drinking make you a different person? I don't know anymore.

Food for thought.

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