Drugs, Drugs Everywhere, Yet Not A Drop To Drink
September 12th 2006 12:25
It seems that recreational drug use has gone from the occasional to the customary. Last two nights out I've had recently, I was offered E more times than VB and that's ok when one of those outings was a house party. Not so shrug-worthy, however, is the fact the other was a pub.
Nowadays, people can easily accommodate the speed-freak, the pill-popper, the bong-head but what about those of us (and there are a few... very few) that don't do drugs at all. Where is the remedy for those of us who are parched after a night on the dancefloor. For you 'drug-people' those standard leg-flailing movements come easily but we find it hard to mimic the repetitive two step movement all night. Although, we are aware that it must be done. Over-gyrate those hips and I swear the whole room pauses.
Point is, alcoholism is becoming something to be ashamed of. I've found myself skulling a quick bottle of something just before I go out so that no one can actually put their finger on what exactly I'm on. I'm pardoned from victimisation due to the good old benefit of the doubt.
So next time you throw a party, spare a thought for the drug-virgin. Whilst lining up your numerous pills and lines of speed, perhaps splurge on a couple bottles of passion pop. The good news is, we alcos drink anything, if necessity pre-vails... and it invariably does.
Nowadays, people can easily accommodate the speed-freak, the pill-popper, the bong-head but what about those of us (and there are a few... very few) that don't do drugs at all. Where is the remedy for those of us who are parched after a night on the dancefloor. For you 'drug-people' those standard leg-flailing movements come easily but we find it hard to mimic the repetitive two step movement all night. Although, we are aware that it must be done. Over-gyrate those hips and I swear the whole room pauses.
Point is, alcoholism is becoming something to be ashamed of. I've found myself skulling a quick bottle of something just before I go out so that no one can actually put their finger on what exactly I'm on. I'm pardoned from victimisation due to the good old benefit of the doubt.
So next time you throw a party, spare a thought for the drug-virgin. Whilst lining up your numerous pills and lines of speed, perhaps splurge on a couple bottles of passion pop. The good news is, we alcos drink anything, if necessity pre-vails... and it invariably does.
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Comment by Justin
Cinematrix
I remember in my teenage years of get-to-gethers at a nearby public park (classy) waiting desperately for the booze to come to finally escape from feeling so normal and anti-drugs from other people who were smoking and popping this and that. After the booze came it was such a relief to be on a similar level as everyone else in their various forms of intoxication.
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Comment by Anonymous
Your writing is scintillating.
Lucy
Comment by Chantal
Thanks, Lucy! It's actually very much so... in the last few months I've had maybe 3 or 4 drinks all up but I do remember the days when it was every other weekend!
Comment by Anonymous
Lil' Jo.
Comment by BabaRoy
To Sydney Morning Herald magazine humorist Moya Sayer-Jones (author of "Little Sister"): watch out, this girl
wants your job. Sorry Moya, I also love your work.
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Comment by Adrian
Philosophy Blog
Why is it that you don't do drugs anyway, Chantal?
And how are drugs so different from alcohol?
Comment by Adrian
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