Personally, I think the legal drinking age should be 17 at the oldest. Give the kids a couple of years under parental supervision to learn to drink responsibly before going off to college.
Really what they should do is make 16 the legal drinking age, and make people wait until they're 18 to get their driver's licenses. That way the novelty of alcohol will have worn off by the time they get behind the wheel.
Really what they should do is make 16 the legal drinking age, and make people wait until they're 18 to get their driver's licenses. That way the novelty of alcohol will have worn off by the time they get behind the wheel.
That's possibly the most well thought out idea i've heard about underage drinking. It's nice to hear people who think instead of 15 year olds saying "Get rid of the drinking age, it's stupid."
I think the big reason that they don't want to do that is that your mind is still developing until 18-21 years old, and going out and getting hammered when your 16 wouldn't really have the most positive effect on your brain. Not that that stops most highschoolers.
One of the reasons the drinking age is 21 is because of the development of your brain. Basically it's relatively more safe to drink after 21 than before 21.
Love from brain damage? Nonsence! Watch, as I will now love you all without the influence of alchohol:
Guys, I love each and every one of you. Even the new people, and the women. And the children. Wait, no, scratch the children, I don't want the FBI on me. But other than that, I love you guys!
I never had a single drink (sans the occasional glass of champagne or wine I was given at the very occasional family gathering/wedding) until I was 21.
Months after I turned 21, infact. None of my friends were big drinkers and I never went to parties or anything.
I was the same way. I avoid all alcohol until after I was 21. I didn't have a particular aversion to the law; rather I made a promise to my parents long long ago that my first drink would be with them.
And even at that time, I didn't like it. I had a beer with them, and I hated it. But now I am a raging alcoholic who gets his only joys in life by posting in the love thread while inebriated. I'm sure there are others here who agree with me.
He was awsome. Tanya's host-dad was cool, too. I remember when I went over for that bar-b-que and he put on Speed Racer and listed all the buttons and their functions. And when he tried to send the baby head-first down the slide.
The drinking age is a tyrannical approach to solving a social medical problem. I endorse an idea of volunteerism and self responsibility, family, friends, and churches to solve theproblem, rather than saying some monolithic government is going to make you take care of yourself and be a better person. It's a preposterous notion. It never worked. It never will work. The government can't make you a better person. It can't make you follow good habits.
Host dad is the man who got me into beer in the first place. I still remember the very first time he offered me an Asahi beer. Changed my life, it did. It's 9:45 in the morning and I already want a crisp, refreshing Asahi. Or a Kirin. I'm an alcoholic.
And John, I agree with you completely.
And Jakey, I think that when the mind control gas is completed, the first order of business will be to remove evolution from the schools and replace it with intelligent design.
Because if this "theory" of evolution is so scientific and smart as they say it is, how come it doesn't have intelligent on its name, huh? Now Intelligent Design, that's smart.
I love you guys. This was probably expected and all, but it's true. You guys are all so awesome, everyone. Jakey, Adam, Ryan, X, hlavco, Stef, tak, agentcel, god, everyone, you are all the best the internet has to offer. The world always seems like the end is just around the corner but anytime I come here I remember that there are people here that are intelligent and kind. You make life beautiful and I wish I could talk to you all in person. But this will have to do for now. Good bye, friends. I'm probably going to go to sleep.
I know I just posted in this thread a little bit ago, but I'm feeling fu ll of love again. I've just met some new friends,a nd it's awesome to meet new people you have a lot in common with@! Here's to friends, old and new@! YOu jguys aave been around for a whlie, andn you're great. You need firends to keep you sane in line. Keep you happy, and going strong! You guys rock... keep up all your good shit, keep me coming to the belt for kmore of your wacky shenanigans! I love you all!
Well, I've done some drinking myself tonight! Its' been a good day. Some girls from work invited themslevs over to help me learn o tcook Chinese food, and that was fun. Then later I went to a bar and hda some drinks, and then came home to drink more.
But, there was a cricket in my apartment! The girls left hte kitchne window open, and it got in and under my dryer! So, I ran and got my can of Raid bug spray. He was a loud motherfucker and gave himself away easily. So I grabbed my can of Raid and I gassed the sonbitch to death.
It was so AWESOME! I carry around a big can of concentrated death! I could hear him twitching and hitting shit underneath the dryer! I onces used the can gas fo death on soem other fly, and it kept flying its face into the ground in circles until I killed it.
Except I am now a little nercous. I believe in karma, and i'm worried that a collective Legion of dead gassed bug spirtits will resurrect and murder me.
I remember something! Ryan's host-dad was awsome because we both loved liquor. We'd get into these long discussions about liquor(and electronics sometimes) after Ryan had basically passed out. He loved the fact that I loved alcohol and over the course of the year he have me at least 2 bottles of whiskey, a bottle of very nice shochyuu, and a very large, very nice bottle of sake that he received (2 of, in fact) from someone in teh community because he had just retired and was due so much damn respect from everybody that he got liquopr from people all the time.
ALSO: Danjiri! Tell them about it, Ryan. All I'll say is, preceded by a festival for which we stayed up drinking until 3am, and 12 hours of hard labor with lots and lots of beer, starting at 7am with a shot of sake.
I didn't pass out! I only rested my eyes once because the room was moving too fast! And I still woke up and walked your drunk ass to the train station so you could break dance with hip hop wanna-be high schoolers hanging out there.
Oh, the danjiri! Gather round, my friends, I shall tell you a tale!
In September, Japan has what is called Akimatsuri, which translates to Autumn Festival. It is a Shinto festival in which shrines around the city will push around very large wooden carts, called danjiri. They're monstrously huge, and they require about 30-40 people to push it around all day. The danjiri is pushed around town, collecting donations from richer or more outstanding citizens in the community. Sometimes, they give money, but usually they just give large quantities of beer and sake, which is collected in the danjiri.
Needless to say it becomes a heavy sonbitch after 12 hours. And, Japan is not known for being a flat country; there are lots and lots of hills.
My host father was very involved with the Shinto community, and there was a small shrine at the very top of a big hill we lived next to. The very first day Adam ever came to my host parents' home to visit, my host mother sent us up to the shrine to check up on host dad. When the two of us got there, they offered us beers and asked if we wanted to push around the danjiri for the upcoming festival. We agreed.
The entire weekend was a time for partying. The night before there was a huge ass party at the shrine. There was unlimited sake, beer, and other drinks, and it was all completely free for everyone who was pushing the danjiri. I forget some of the details, but I do remember singing Bon Jovi with a Japanese guy really loudly and drunkenly in the road that night.
The next morning we had to shake off any hangovers that might've been and get to the shrine at 6:30. There we prepared for the day by taking a sake hit after a group prayer. We started drinking at 7 in the morning. It was the start of a good day.
And, we started pushing the danjiri around all day. It was grueling work, but we took beer breaks every 15-30 minutes, no joke. It was a day of drunken revelry and partying.
I remember when they gave us those little mini-beers at lunch because we shouldn't drink too much, we needed a break from all the drinking at lunch. DUDE!!!!!! You should totally find pictures of us in our awome matsuir garb to show.
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Really what they should do is make 16 the legal drinking age, and make people wait until they're 18 to get their driver's licenses. That way the novelty of alcohol will have worn off by the time they get behind the wheel.
How do you like that? HAH!
That's possibly the most well thought out idea i've heard about underage drinking. It's nice to hear people who think instead of 15 year olds saying "Get rid of the drinking age, it's stupid."
So thank you. *Applauds*
Guys, I love each and every one of you. Even the new people, and the women. And the children. Wait, no, scratch the children, I don't want the FBI on me. But other than that, I love you guys!
Months after I turned 21, infact. None of my friends were big drinkers and I never went to parties or anything.
And even at that time, I didn't like it. I had a beer with them, and I hated it. But now I am a raging alcoholic who gets his only joys in life by posting in the love thread while inebriated. I'm sure there are others here who agree with me.
And John, I agree with you completely.
And Jakey, I think that when the mind control gas is completed, the first order of business will be to remove evolution from the schools and replace it with intelligent design.
I think that sounds better.
You've joined the ranks of drunken OB posters! I'm so proud of you!
Well, I've done some drinking myself tonight! Its' been a good day. Some girls from work invited themslevs over to help me learn o tcook Chinese food, and that was fun. Then later I went to a bar and hda some drinks, and then came home to drink more.
But, there was a cricket in my apartment! The girls left hte kitchne window open, and it got in and under my dryer! So, I ran and got my can of Raid bug spray. He was a loud motherfucker and gave himself away easily. So I grabbed my can of Raid and I gassed the sonbitch to death.
It was so AWESOME! I carry around a big can of concentrated death! I could hear him twitching and hitting shit underneath the dryer! I onces used the can gas fo death on soem other fly, and it kept flying its face into the ground in circles until I killed it.
Except I am now a little nercous. I believe in karma, and i'm worried that a collective Legion of dead gassed bug spirtits will resurrect and murder me.
I remember something! Ryan's host-dad was awsome because we both loved liquor. We'd get into these long discussions about liquor(and electronics sometimes) after Ryan had basically passed out. He loved the fact that I loved alcohol and over the course of the year he have me at least 2 bottles of whiskey, a bottle of very nice shochyuu, and a very large, very nice bottle of sake that he received (2 of, in fact) from someone in teh community because he had just retired and was due so much damn respect from everybody that he got liquopr from people all the time.
ALSO: Danjiri! Tell them about it, Ryan. All I'll say is, preceded by a festival for which we stayed up drinking until 3am, and 12 hours of hard labor with lots and lots of beer, starting at 7am with a shot of sake.
Oh, the danjiri! Gather round, my friends, I shall tell you a tale!
In September, Japan has what is called Akimatsuri, which translates to Autumn Festival. It is a Shinto festival in which shrines around the city will push around very large wooden carts, called danjiri. They're monstrously huge, and they require about 30-40 people to push it around all day. The danjiri is pushed around town, collecting donations from richer or more outstanding citizens in the community. Sometimes, they give money, but usually they just give large quantities of beer and sake, which is collected in the danjiri.
Needless to say it becomes a heavy sonbitch after 12 hours. And, Japan is not known for being a flat country; there are lots and lots of hills.
My host father was very involved with the Shinto community, and there was a small shrine at the very top of a big hill we lived next to. The very first day Adam ever came to my host parents' home to visit, my host mother sent us up to the shrine to check up on host dad. When the two of us got there, they offered us beers and asked if we wanted to push around the danjiri for the upcoming festival. We agreed.
The entire weekend was a time for partying. The night before there was a huge ass party at the shrine. There was unlimited sake, beer, and other drinks, and it was all completely free for everyone who was pushing the danjiri. I forget some of the details, but I do remember singing Bon Jovi with a Japanese guy really loudly and drunkenly in the road that night.
The next morning we had to shake off any hangovers that might've been and get to the shrine at 6:30. There we prepared for the day by taking a sake hit after a group prayer. We started drinking at 7 in the morning. It was the start of a good day.
And, we started pushing the danjiri around all day. It was grueling work, but we took beer breaks every 15-30 minutes, no joke. It was a day of drunken revelry and partying.
I love Japan.
As do I.