Today, I saw this fascinating sentence in a long article in the Globe and Mail on the effects of alcohol:
In 2004, 79.3 per cent of Canadians confessed to drinking, which, contrary to our growing obsession with fitness and diet, is nearly a 10-per-cent jump from a decade ago.
Confessed? What the? Yes, I admit it! I have consumed the evil grape! I have affected my brain chemistry by ingesting mind-altering liquid substances! Oh the shame of it all!
More seriously: it’s true that alcohol-related accidents and deaths are no joke. And it’s sobering (so to speak) to read that even moderate amounts of alcohol lead to an increased likelihood of breast, colorectal, mouth, larynx, throat, esophageal and liver cancer. Oh, joy. But perhaps some of the more preachy health professionals might want to remember one fact: even if we take perfect care of ourselves, we’re all going to die eventually anyway.
Or as someone I was talking with once put it recently: “Every hundred years – all new people!”
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