Welcome to the land of hypocrisy. The land populated by worshipers of the one and only true god that is money. The land where sharing a bottle of wine over a three course dinner on a workday is considered having a drinking problem, but having four or five bottles of the strongest booze you can find during the weekend is considered not only manly, but almost mandatory in most social circles. If you say no to the most common question in this country, which is “do you want something to drink?”, you will get the same kind of reaction a gorilla jerking off a horse at a zoo would get. “What the fuck is wrong with you?…you probably eat rabbit food and like to smell your sisters underwear as well?” The official stance of the government is naturally that they are worried and that we should find a way to get the population to drink less. But with tax incomes of around €2 billion from alcohol alone every year, I think it is safe to at least question the true motives. We are paying for our education, healthcare and social welfare by getting as shit faced as humanly possible every weekend, and every other Wednesday of the week. Which reminds me, it is Wednesday tomorrow. Maybe it is time to start early this week.
How is that for an introduction? Nothing quite beats a sudden burst of passionate political diarrhea. It is not like I hate this country, quite the contrary. This country displayed in my own mind a great trait of common sense compared to many other places in the world, but in the last 20 years or so we have experienced an exponential downfall of everything that used to be good. We did not need to be told from left and right, up and down about the hazards of smoking or drinking or even about them dreadful drugs. We had the common sense to understand the risks of our actions and gamble with our own health if wanted to. That is the key here. We are free but for how long? Or at least we live in a beautiful illusion of freedom. “Here..before you take that wonderful 15 minute morning shit after the first cup of coffee and a cigarette..would you please fill out form 3c…just the basics…projected consistency and length of feces…and don´t forget we are here to help you make better choices..or even better..let us make them for you!”
This is turning in to a strange rant with no end in sight so we might as well call it a night. This space will slowly and regularly be filled up with the absolute subjective truth. Welcome to “Political gibberish, sports and other nonsense”.