A SIMPLE ‘THANK YOU’ WOULD SUFFICE…..zuki is snubbed for wine selection

elephant prideGood Morning Gracious Hosts,

“Don’t you drink? I notice you speak slightingly of the bottle.”  

I have imbibed since I was fifteen and few things have given me more pleasure. When you work hard all day, even with your head as opposed to one’s hands, and must continue to work day by day the rest of one’s life drink becomes your friend and confidant.  How else can one change perspective putting one’s ideas out there on a different plane other than whisky? When you are cold and wet what’s better to warm you?  Before an attack who can say anything that calms?  But what is better at giving you the momentary well-being necessary than Rum? The only time it isn’t good for you is when you write. You have to do that cold. “Modern life too, is often a mechanical oppression and liquor is the only mechanical relief.” Earnest Hemingway

There is an old saying telling us you can’t kill a frog by dropping him into a pot of hot water. As you drop him into the rolling boil, he reacts so quickly that he immediately jumps out unharmed. But if you put him in cold water and gradually warm it up until it’s scalding hot, you have him cooked before he knows it. Sometimes I think this is like the people we surround ourselves with in that we rarely see them for the assholes they really are. Gradually, day by day, month by month, year after year you see signs, and then in one moment of clarity these impostors reveal what petty ungrateful drunkards they are!

“Nothing more detestable does the earth produce than an ungrateful man” — Ausonius

One of our own has finally stepped forward and identified themselves as a complete ingrate, incapable of saying thank you, even after breaking bread and drinking the last of my fine wine, all this asshole could muster was to belittle my efforts explaining their wine was superior to mine. To me this is unconscionable; as I presented the very best I had only to be shit on for my efforts.

While in Malaysia I noticed the glaring differences between the ‘haves’ and the ‘have not’s.’ Yet the Malaysians are the most humble and polite people I’ve ever met. During my work there, I affected many with my tongue n cheek manner and believe it or not some wanted to be around me. I was invited to join a cop and his wife for dinner at their home. By any standard their house was very poor. The tiny structure was on stilts to secure it during the rainy season and seemed to be in significant disrepair. We had a pleasant albeit broken (English) conversation and positive it cost these good people two weeks pay to entertain this fat American sitting at their table. I’m certain they gave me the very best they had. I wanted to give them money but knew it would only insult them. All I could do was to show gratitude, and thanked them graciously and sincerely for their hospitality. My hosts seemed very pleased.

I don’t have any bad habits. I’m sure there are some that would take issue with that, and that’s okay. But I’m comfortable living with them as they’re all right for me. But a man, who exposes himself when he is intoxicated, and is incapable of showing true appreciation, is a man without grace and honor.

This person is a cretin undeserving of even a mother’s love.

zuki

  • zuki

    Oh ye naysayer please be quiet. I never drink when I write….er….well….okay maybe its that I always drink when I write…hummmmm I forget

  • bagwan1

    You offer the opinion that you should not drink while you are writing. After reading this post of yours all I can say is: “Physician heal thyself!”