I grew up when drunk driving was legal! I had a van, and was always the designated drunk driver! Cops would stop me and tell me to drive safer in case another cop was arsed to pull me over! Never got busted, and never died!!
one of my best friends growing up drak heavy for 30 years and then tried to quit but had a Alcohol-related seizures from going cold turkey, fell and broke his neck. But his liver is fine.
he has barely any movement of his upper body but he kicked the bottle, hasnt had a drink since! (Because he cant do it without somone helping him)
I always like to point out that they were originally called Generation Me. They were the first generation studied, who were more concerned with self fulfilment, than social responsibility.
they incorrectly believe that because they lived that there was no actual danger.
Also, incorrectly believed that they were the ones on the bicycle.
For every kid doing this right, there were ten that did it wrong and fell over.
For every ten that did it wrong, there were another ten laughing up their sleeves and then… putting on a helmet and pads because they didn’t want to end up in traction (or because their parents were yelling at them to be safe).
Survivor bias… they incorrectly believe that because they lived that there was no actual danger. Truly, the selfish and self-absorbed generation. :(
Well ya know I drank really really hard for 40 years, but I didn’t have liver failure.
Guess there’s no consequences for alcoholism! Guess I can keep drinking forever! I am immortal!
And THAT is what I imagine my still alcoholic boomer dad must think daily.
Nobody who smoked for 70 years ever died young. That’s a fact.
I grew up when drunk driving was legal! I had a van, and was always the designated drunk driver! Cops would stop me and tell me to drive safer in case another cop was arsed to pull me over! Never got busted, and never died!!
Woke snowflakes today, I tell ya’ !
one of my best friends growing up drak heavy for 30 years and then tried to quit but had a Alcohol-related seizures from going cold turkey, fell and broke his neck. But his liver is fine.
he has barely any movement of his upper body but he kicked the bottle, hasnt had a drink since! (Because he cant do it without somone helping him)
I often think of the old man that lost his horse.
Can’t believe The Onion is nearly a century old.
I always like to point out that they were originally called Generation Me. They were the first generation studied, who were more concerned with self fulfilment, than social responsibility.
Also, incorrectly believed that they were the ones on the bicycle.
For every kid doing this right, there were ten that did it wrong and fell over.
For every ten that did it wrong, there were another ten laughing up their sleeves and then… putting on a helmet and pads because they didn’t want to end up in traction (or because their parents were yelling at them to be safe).