January 08, 2006

Out With The Old Drunk, In With The New 'Ask yourself: how many times do I, as a grownup, show up for work after a vacation with a bunch of cuts and bruises on my head? Ask yourself: how many of my friends regularly show up, after a vacation, with lacerations and contusions on their face?'

Be sure to read the comments, too.

  • And follow the link to the 'peeance, freeance' audio file. The guy's got a point.
  • Oh yeah, he never gave up drinking. I never believed that shit for a minute. I know alcoholics, my mother's one. Hell, I'm one. He lies more than he breathes, so all that shit about finding Jesus and beating the liquor.. that's just more lies. You don't beat alcoholism that way. Nobody does. You can't beat it at all, as a matter of fact. And alcoholics are the greatest liars on earth. The greatest deceivers of all, after all they have to deceive themselves, they get really good at it. It'll all come out about 5-10 years after he leaves office that he was fucking pissed out of his head half the fucking time and the secret service were run off their asses trying to cover up for it. And America will blink slowly, like a half-woken old yeller dog in the sun and vaguely realise what kind of fucked up wreck had been wrecking and fucking up the country while they slept, and then they'll bliss out and go back to sleep again.
  • Ah. This isn't about Charlie Kennedy, then?
  • Well, I read what I could bear, but it's all opinion. Yes, he may be drinking, but the link isn't good evidence.
  • A fuckin' drunk driver can kill himself and a bunch of innocent people. A drunk leader of a state that isn't afraid of sending its' powerful army wherever they please... oh.
  • History will remember contemporary Americans as the most willfully ignorant people in the history of the world. We know what is going on, and we don't care enough to do anything about it. We're too fucking fat, lazy, an rich to give a god damn. I certainly haven't lifted a finger. Anyone here? Anyone? /frustrated rant of a soul without hope
  • What would be the ways to prove this inconclusively, even to those who don't want to believe it? Now that would be interesting...
  • Not to defend Bush (because I have no idea what it is going on in his personal life), but I woke up the day after getting charged with a DWI and swore off drinking. It has been over eleven years now and I have not had a drop.
  • Good for you, bernockle! You're obviously a fellow of strong willpower, and well as being an intelligent character. However, we really gotta talk about your unquenchable thirst for owl jizz.
  • They say that people typically replace one addiction with another. Many folks who quit drinking become religious about their coffee and cigarettes. Some say even the AA meetings themselves become the new addictive substitution. For me, it was owl semen.
  • I think there are enough verifiably disturbing things going on that we don't need to put on our tin foil hats and guess about things. His being drunk or not is only the tip of the iceberg. I think it would be a better use of time to concentrate on the things that are known to be going on, such as enemy combatants, wire taps, patriot act, no-big contracts, and false intelligence rather than making guesses, educated or not, about the personal behavior of the president.
  • Really though, how sober does he have to be? The country pretty much runs itself these days, what with all these high-tech computers and such.
  • The First Rule of Drink Club is that you don't talk about Drink Club.
  • What would be the ways to prove this inconclusively, even to those who don't want to believe it? Well this is pretty inconclusive already...
  • I haven't had a drink in 33 years and my husband hasn't had a drink in 32 years. AA does work for some (like us) but it does take some compulsive meeting-attending in the beginning. I haven't been to a meeting in years, though. I'm allergic to owl semen. That said, you could often tell when someone had a "slip" because he or she would show up with facial contusions. Forgetting you can't walk is a good sign you're stinking drunk (unless you're like my mother and have Parkinson's).
  • I'm more worried about his actual actions than their causes at this point in his presidency. I would say that it's about damn time the White House Press Office got a new explanation for all his time off. 'Clearing brush'? I've maintained property a lot wilder than Bush's and cleared a heck less brush than he does. Just say he was watching football, or cleaning the pool. Something. This 'clearing brush' business is starting to sound seriously pathological. Thus this whole post, I guess.
  • As much as I can't stand Bush, I felt that mocking him after his mountain-bike crash was pretty low and immature. As someone who unusually defended Bush then, I'm pretty annoyed to now discover that story was total BS, as well.
  • I thought at the time - who falls on their face from a bike prang? I've had a fair few falls in my bike riding days and it was always damage to the hands and forearms. This guy apparently braces his fall with his head.
  • Well, the kind of riding we do around here constantly results in face-plants, Chyren. We call it Endo-fever. We all wear full-face helmets, for this very reason. So I could see it happening to Bush, but I didn't imagine that there was much log-jumping or air-time opportunity in Texas.
  • Hmmm...Sorry about that. My linking skills here have always been suspect. It's an embedded video, I guess. To watch it go here; http://www.greatoutdoors.com/tv/ Then, click on the Mountain Bike Magic link thingee.
  • Oh, I get it. He's staying the course. When he prangs head-over-frontwheel he keeps a tight grip on the handlebars because to let go prematurely would be equated with weakness and losing, so his face takes the brunt. (he's drubk)
  • I don't believe a word of this.
  • can anyone tell me how many times bush has appeared in public with facial injuries over the last five years? i remember the pretzel incident, the bike fall, and one incident late last year. adding this one on january 01, that makes four, which does seem like a lot.
  • He's like a drunk, chimpy, shrubby Hitler. There. I've said it.
  • I'd belive it. Also see this thread Also keep in mind he could be dain bramaged already either through drink or disease or both. But I'm bettin' on the hooch for the reasons Chy described earlier. liar liar.
  • He did publicly fall off the Segway, which to me implies clumsiness over drunkenness. I assume there's a "no press" (or invitation-only) rule on the ranch?
  • C'mon, people -- if you were Chimpy, wouldn't you drink? I know I would. Hell, I'm not even Chimpy, and I'm drinking right now!
  • You'd be, like, "what does this button do", or "I can't remember that guy's name, so I'll make one up", and there'd be all this pressure to know the answers for questions you don't understand, and hell, why not have a shot or two to loosen yourself up, and shout out some basic answer that doesn't really mean anything? Dick'll catch any serious mistakes you make, right?
  • Dick's goin' down baby. Shortness of breath today, farm sale tomorrow! Pat Robertson's wackity karma God is feelin' smotely.
  • Dick will never be allowed to die. Even if it comes to him being a brain in a vat, Dick will never die. He'll be like a pretty-boy Brezhnev.
  • Pretty Boy Brezhnev is a good name for a band. And the lead singer would take the stage name Feelin' Smotely.
  • They could cover the 59th Street Bridge song. (warning- possibly obscure Paul Simon reference- do not take internally) Writin' up them smotations. I like it.
  • The 59th Street Bridge Song is obscure? *grumble grumble goddamn kids today grumble grumble*
  • Feelin' GrOOOOvY!!!
  • >The 59th Street Bridge Song is obscure? I said 'POSSIBLY obscure'. Depending on one's whippersnapper status. That's the problem with the internet- the Whippersnapper Ratio can be pretty goddam high sometimes.
  • That's one of my favorite S&G songs, because it has my name in it. Hello lampost, what JenOwen? I bet you guys didn't know I was famous. Well, I am.
  • you're called "lampost"?
  • I didn't know you was into golden showers.
  • She does have a cobble-stone-like complexion...
  • Get with the times, old man! We call it "The 2,059th St. Bridge Song" now! (I kid Stan. I am constantly running up against the whippersnapper factor myself.) I recently saw :The Graduate" for the first time. It really holds up well, doesn't it?
  • Underpants Monster! Are you trying to seduce us?
  • *punches roryk in the arm*
  • Violence erupted in MoFi today, when a thread about an old drunk caused one "Lamppost Koko" to attack various passerby in a brutal and gorilla-like manner. Witness described the attacks as "kittenless" and "without panache". More on this situation as it develops. Kit?
  • Thanks petebest! You join me at the scene of this graceless horror. Behind me you can see the patches of coarse hair left behind when 'Lampost' Koko went crazy, and the distinctive 'cobblestone' indentations where she has sat on that parked car. We believe 'Lampost' is not her real first name, but a nick-name picked up whilst she was in prison. I'm being told now that we have some footage of the carnage, prominently featuring the kack-handed hariddion, captured by an 'eye in the sky' traffic copter that happened to be in the area. Back to the studio!
  • Objection!
  • You love it, you attention whore you!
  • Hey baby, how much for some attention?
  • $50. What lovely eyes you have. Have you changed your hair? Pay up.
  • This is my corner, bitch! *pulls hair*
  • *Does that scary fingernail pounce thing* Nobody wants your attention any more, ho! It's the dockyard patch for you! *waggles head in a talkshow stylee*
  • Oh no you didn't!
  • Oh yes I did!
  • what are we talking about now?
  • It's true. He did. *grips metal folding chair in anticipation*
  • (Psst! Kit! You were about to catfight Koko! Don't stop now! We're all behind you.) (Quite a ways behind you.)
  • *smears self in mud*
  • Ew. You win, mud whore!
  • Theeerrre he iiiiiiiss . . . . Monkey Muuuuuud Whoooooore . . . There he iiiiiiis, your muddy ideeeeeeeal, The dream of a million monkeyyyyys Who are more than muddyyyyyyy Can come truuuuuuuueee in Atlantiiiiiic Ciiiity
  • *GramMa enters with a bucket of bleach water**
  • *grimaces*