Ever notice how nobody seems to know how to drink anymore?
Here in Righteous America, anyways, the growing trend seems to be to take a huge and highly verbal pride, either in one's regular abuse of alcohol, or in having sworn off the use of it altogether. No doubt another healthy side effect of Life in this Age of Great Conviction, in which nothing should ever be done by halves.
Still, as I believe somebody once said, a country that doesn't know how to drink properly is hardly one that will know how to make peace rationally.
All the more reason, I think, that all of us Yanks - whatever our (mostly foolish or ill-thought-out) convictions - should pray for peace, and most urgently that of the Russo-European borderlands, with all the rationality at our disposal. And humility. And fervor.
Even if we don't ever quite recover the fine art of drinking rationally.
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