Jack -- relax.
Get busy with the facts.
No zodiacs or almanacs,
No maniacs in polyester slacks.
Just the facts.
Gonna kick some gluteus max.
It's a parallax -- you dig?
You move around
The small gets big. It's a rig
It's action -- reaction
Random interaction.
So who's afraid
Of a little abstraction?
Can't get no satisfaction
From the facts?
You better run, homeboy
A fact's a fact
From Nome to Rome, boy. --Rush (Hi Flash!)
Let's take a look at the local papers to see what's in the news today.
Ah, here's a story in the Pi Press headlined:
More students skip alcohol, meth
Pip pip! Good news! Bully for the youngsters!
Let's see what's in the Strib today:
Alcohol keeps firm grip on state’s teens
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh woe is us! The children - our FUTURE, people! - are on a self-destructive spiraling death ride to hell accompanied by that vile temptress Lady Booze! All is lost! ALL IS LOST!
ANOTHER WAR!
ANOTHER WASTELAND!
ANOTHER LOST GENERATION!
FIE!
FIE!
...
*ahem*
Regaining, my senses and reading both stories, I find that both report binge drinking has statistically remained unchanged amongst our yout's in the past 3 years. Which is I suppose neither good nor bad. It just is.
Depending on your perspective (and desperateness to sell papers), of course.
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