drinking is alot like seeing a psychiatrist. first it costs you a bomb, then it leaves you wondering what’s wrong with yourself and finally you say things you would otherwise never tell a soul about to strangers.

so the truth is out, we all humans both men and women are just sluts looking for some cheap thrill. however that would be plain blatant in our hypocritical society. thus the birth of alcohol. the mother of all excuses. the mother of all conveniences, its so convenient its more convenient than your convenient stall(try saying this sentence really fast 10 times). the achievements of it that can never be undermined. getting poeple laid for centuries and allowing best friends who share a purely platonic relationship (yeah right) to hump each other.

poeple drink alcohol for many different reasons. of which i think the most alluring is the empowerment it offers. like the savage garden song goes “after drinking some wine, i am anyone i am anything i wanna be, i could be a cape crusader a space invader and you wouldn’t know the difference.” okay so the lyrics are something along that line and most people end up acting like paralympic hopefuls or paris hilton. but seriously it does remove all if not most of the social inhibitions that have been wired into our brains through our years of schooling and admonition from over-controlling parents. just the feeling of being able to do anything even if you don’t actually do it is satisfying enough for most already. and even if you do wake up naked next to your best friend, all you have to say is “well, i was drunk”.

so you see its alot like therapy. you come to terms with your true human emotions and lusts, you get in touch with your repressed unconciousness and let it act out in a act of reprisal against your normally consequence-aware conciousness and feel better at the end of it all without having actually done anything constructive. so next time you need some help coming to terms with troubles in life and stubbornly refuse to be miserable about it or need to do impulsive things like smoking your first stick, head down to the convenient store downstairs conveniently. fuck fear, drink beer.