The lush
Everybody has his own idea about what makes a person an alcoholic, and opinions about drinking vary as much between people as between nations. (And depending on who’s doing the drinking!)
Recently a Russian newspaper account carried an item about the increase in alcoholics. It set out that excessive drinking in capitalistic countries is due to the despair people feel over being exploited, poor working conditions, and their constant fear of hunger and unemployment. By contrast, the item went on that the increase in drinking in the Soviet Union stems from an overwhelming joy about a better way of life than they ever dreamed of enjoying-and from their urge to celebrate the outstanding achievements of socialism! Americans sometimes start drinking as innocently as with a hot toddy to cure a cold-and end up being skunk-drunk on Skid Row.
Louie the Lush was one who never knew where to stop. He’d drink to steady his nerves and they’d get so steady he couldn’t move. He spent his mornings living down what he lived up the night before. Louie enjoyed being high and feeling mighty, one short snort always made1 the small shot feel like a big one. When he had champagne, he saw double and felt single. Only once when he was sober did he admit that dignity can’t be preserved in alcohol . . . that it was always easy to see through someone who made a spectacle of himself.
Louie’s drinking pal had a habit of ordering two martinis, as he said, one for a departed buddy and the other for himself. When his girl urged him to stop drinking, he told his favorite bartender, “Just one today, I’ve gone on the wagon.” Harold Bos is a popular River Forest, Illinois, quarter-horse breeder. He tells about a rider from his stable who stopped at a tavern near a bridle trail one cold, wintry day, and ordered fifteen martinis. He said they were for his mare, and for the barkeep to put them in a bucket but leave out the olives. When he returned the bucket, the tavern owner offered him a drink “on the house,” only to be told, “Thanks, fella, but I can’t drink. I’m driving!”
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