by Dick Puddlecote
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Legislation: A Magic Wand, Apparently It’s been a very busy weekend in Puddlecoteville, but Mrs P and I did manage to find a little time for a restorative fry up at the local greasy spoon this morning. On our table was a well-thumbed gratis copy of the Sunday Sun containing an article not carried anywhere else as far as I can see (£). Perhaps because it was quite bizarre.
Boozy kids age 17 need liver swaps warns prof
CHILDREN are boozing so much some need a new liver by 17, a surgeon has warned.
Prof Rajiv Jalan said: “These youngsters are drinking from the ages of 12, 13 and 14.
“They’re consuming, say, half a bottle of vodka a night and by 17 or 18 they have end-stage cirrhosis.”
And his solution to this?
He has now called on the legal drinking age to be raised to 21.
Err, so a legal drinking age of 18 doesn’t stop some kids (a vanishingly small minority, I’d wager) of 12, 13, 14 or 17 year olds drinking, but a legal drinking age of 21 will? Do these health lobbyists really believe the stroke of a legislative pen is a magic wand?
More to the point, what is it in the mentality of public health professionals – and think plain packaging/e-cigs here – which makes them completely blind to the simple fact that kids have always been lured by anything finger-wagging adults say is forbidden?
Good grief.
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Well, er, I’ve been boozing since I was just 17.
As a new driver, I’d collect my school chums, the better ones. Most of us were 16 or 17. We’d left the previous December after A-levels as we were the lot who were to go up to “The Two Universities” the next October, and we’d trundle about the Surrey hillsides in our (parents’) cars. A favourite haunt was a place near the A23 in South Surrey, whose name I have forgotten, and which would happily serve us underage fellows if we didn’t order pints or doubles.
When we went up, the first skill we had to get as students was being able to down as much alcohol as possible, preferably cheap, as fast as we could.
In “advertising” in the 70s and 80s, you “went out to lunch” – if not with clients which was (sometimes, occasionally) billable, then with your colleagues.
These days I always try to make sure that I have my “five a day”, as the government bullies and stipulates.
These few drunken children that the MSM has got hold of, clearly can’t take the pace.