It is a shame that having done so well and in a way turned the corner with my piece the day after Tomorrow – you see what I did there – as that was supposed to be the one which was the beginning of a new era in mini blog piece writing. Yesterday the mind was dying of death, an alcohol related death. Being thirty four years of age, the hangovers are different to just five years ago. It is remarkable though because when younger, those both hungover and older than I, sometimes commented on how easy it was for me regarding hangovers and how much worse they get as you age. While I didn’t disbelieve them it is easy to admit to not being fully appreciative of what they were saying. If anyone reading this over the age of thirty I am sure I have your understanding sympathy and for those below thirty ignore me at your peril. For now and for a few years my hangovers don’t just last one day, there is at least two full days of not feeling quite right after a good drinking session. After a three day stag party it is a week of actual genuine illness. The body has been poisoned, and we’ve done it to ourselves.
I was listening to a podcast today, the guest being someone whose name I have forgotten but he directed the documentary The Cove about the Japanese murder of thousands of dolphins each year. It is a famous documentary but if you haven’t watched it I suggest strongly you do. He was saying in the podcast about how the Japanese eat dolphin meat, even putting it in school menus and recommending it to pregnant women. Ignoring the fact that we just shouldn’t kill let alone eat such beautiful and intelligent creatures, dolphin meat also contain dangerously high levels of mercury. Ultimately the Japanese people are being poisoned and poisoning themselves. We have poisoned the seas, we eat cows full of steroids and hormones, soya from burnt deforested rainforest and puss filled milk which three-quarter of the worlds population don’t even contain the right enzymes to break down. Lets be honest, hit thirty and hangover may last two days but if it takes about three months to flush mercury out of your system I suspect those hops are the least of our worries. It’s times like these that I make numerous vows and very rarely follow them through. What is it again about being human, being human and self-destructive. Our daily mission to poison ourselves and those around us.
Observations and Misunderstandings 