In Defense of Drink
Okay, I don’t mean to be divisive, so let me start by being an equal opportunity critic: Gavin Newsome (Democrat) who is – at this moment -- seeking alcohol counseling for cuckolding his “trusted aide” and Mark Foley (the first hit if you Google “Republican child predator”) are weak people first and, probably, drunks second. Ditto: Mel Gibson and numerous others who seek explanations for their wickedness in innocent hooch.
They sin; they seek to blame alcohol; and we are encouraged to forgive them.
And perhaps we should.
But that’s not my point.
Fundamentally, I am tired of booze – one of the finest co-productions (along with cheese) of humans and nature – being derided as though it were kind of skeleton key to the devil within us. Maybe a stiff drink just helps us see who we really are. Perhaps a glass of wine, stein of brew, or a few shots of Jack Daniels, is all it takes to Windex the doors of perception and reveal to us our essential natures. If you’re an adulterer or a pederast, I got to believe that those predispositions influence much of your actions, so maybe alcohol would help you see and confront that wicked self in a way that years of therapy might just dance around. Alcohol could just be the savior, not the sin, the enlightener, not the enabler, the revealer, not the reason behind your moral lapses.
To quote James Crumley: “Never trust a man who doesn't drink because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time…They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself.”
There are, of course, extenuating circumstances.
I have a good buddy who can’t drink; his stomach is just too frail; he gets a pass, of course.
I have many friends who are recovering alcoholics, and I respect them for their character and strength.
I’m not extolling the virtues of drinking too much, or falling down stupid, or (god for frickin’ bid) driving under the influence, but I resent the pious of whatever stripe, blaming their own spiritual failings on beneficent spirits.
Wine, beer and other alcoholic beverages are perhaps the finest fruit of the marriage between human imagination and earthly vegetation; it pains me to see them blamed by the weak– those who are not fit to bring such goblets of goodness to their lips – for their own failings.
Cheers.
Hammond
"Don't you ever underestimate the power of a female." Bootsy Collins