Tuesday 8 September 2009

THAT BMA SURVEY IN FULL.

Q: Why do Brits drink so much?

A: Because everything's shit. The Royal Family, the Church, Parliament, Big Business, the Press, the Telly. Shit, all of it. Thieves, degenerates, hypocrites, wankers, all of them, everybody. Now, either buy a round or fuck off, doc.

9 comments:

mongoose said...

And instead of trying to kill the pub trade, do the opposite. Drink in a pub and one pays four times as much as one does at home. Ergo, as we ponces say, one drinks a quarter as much for the same expenditure.

Jesus, Father, if I drank at home, wouldn't I be dead in a fortnight? Think of the money I'd save then.

Pissed it all up the wall said...

Us barflys in the last chance saloon,see the truth through a drunken haze,that last orders will soon be rung in the British Lion. From the guvnor that sold alcopops to the under age,to the exchequer that bled the pubs dry,happy hour has left a sour taste.
Eat,drink and be merry,for tomorrow you're history

lilith said...

There is a really simple way for the NHS to deal with the "billions" alcohol related incidents/injury/disease costs the NHS. Bill them, just like they do everyone injured by cars.

Dick the Prick said...

I don't think we do drink too much. I remember Putin pleading with Russkies to 'please drink beer' instead of the bath water anti-freeze that was their usual tipple. Sure, there are problematic drinkers - I certainly have been myself but the stats given were 40,000 per year which seems pretty irrelevant frankly if it's gonna be a numbers game & plus, the tax they pay adequately funds their demise. if they're so problematic then the pension's not going to need paying etc.

It just seems spurious. If the cops were saying it, well, then fairy snuff but some wanky fake doc.

Anywho - OT - whatsontelly - Coast has been brilliant this eve - Jockland, best part of Blighty.

call me ishmael said...

There may be at work here, a sinister sort of anti-combination move by Ruin's apparatchiks.

The public house used to be, pre-Consumerism, just that, a public place with the comforts of home, in some cases more than the comforts of home, with demarcated areas for demarcated groupings, bar, lounge, beer-garden, skittles, darts, as intimate as it's visitors chose it to be. A place of regulars, generally tolerably well-run by its landlords.

Now we invite friends, even of brief acquaintanceship, to drink with us at home, unregulated, intimate and as Mr mongoose says, cheaply. The history of the oub, post ndustrialisation is too long and intriguing to be assayed here but its demise for a whole slew of reasons, some of which Mr Pissed it up the wall addresses, is a great social loss, even to those who don't automatically associate alcohol with fellowship.

The bandits at the BMA, instead of pontificating - they done't do anything else, do they, apart from shielding their errant members - might usefull address why it is that instead of in pubs people drink now drink at home, an excess of which is not only bad for them but bad for the country, but then pigs, too, might fly.

Power, for sure, will be glad that opportunites and locations for the disgruntled like-minded to share their vexation diminish with the closure of every alehouse, tavern, coaching inn, as was. The homogenisation by Witherspoons and Whitbreads of our social history another milestone on the Road to Ruin, The Turks Head and the Kings, pissed, equally, uo against the wall.

Mothers Ruin said...

The local,like apprenticeships,taught the younger generation how to behave in the presence of adults. The rise of the blotto shop for the free spending new consumers has relegated the adults who do not have a friendly inn to hand, to stay indoors to avoid any unpleasantness.

spark up said...

20:37

Power, for sure, will be glad that opportunites and locations for the disgruntled like-minded to share their vexation diminish with the closure of every alehouse, tavern, coaching inn, as was. The homogenisation by Witherspoons and Whitbreads of our social history another milestone on the Road to Ruin, The Turks Head and the Kings, pissed, equally, uo against the wall.


fear ye not, mr ishmael, to counter the growing imbalance in the discontent-brewing-market, the government, in its wisdom, has invented the new ordeal, which affords the iso-disgruntled 13 weeks free-to-air access to state-subsidized coffee-bars - at which devotees of delinquency are encouraged to mix with the democratically-challenged and are persistently incited, by members of a special antagonist squad, to plot, grumble and revolt against the established social order whilst exchanging phone numbers, degenerate ideologies and bile. will doubtless breed the next lenin.

call me ishmael said...

You should blog that, mr spark-up, that's good, Desolation Row for grown-ups.

call me ishmael said...

Yes, that's another point Mr Mothers Ruin; regulating the young by example, more likely, in consumerist Britain to get kicked to death.