WARNING: These gentlemen are pure professionals and highly skilled researchers out to prove that sobriety is unnatural.
All babies, whether human or animal are born with an inherent ability to feel the earth spinning beneath them.
Thus, the first staggering steps we all make before learning to adjust to the quite natural movements of the cosmos.
What a pity maturity, balance and sobriety have caused so many of us to lose this wonderful gift.
However, salvation is at hand, blessed alcohol is not only medicinal in making wives appear human and children bearable,
it is also the magical chemical that allows one to regress to a time of innocence. It allows you to again feel the entire
planet spinning fast around itself, the sun, the galaxy and universe in which we live. Being a little older than the scientists
above and after years of painstaking study myself, it is obvious to a qualified eye what intellectuals such as these fine
men are having trouble negotiating.
During Spring and Autumn it’s fine to wander blissfully about as alcohol allows one to feel the way nature intended and to
enjoy the enlightening effects of the various giddy orbits we experience. But coming to grips with our planet’s spin is one
thing, it’s the seasonal extremes of axial tilt that brings so many fine researchers to a staggering or vomiting end, as seen
in the videos above and at any footy club after a good win.
If amateurs intend deep scientific exploration of these effects during Summer or Winter, they should remain seated or lay
down somewhere, though not on a highway, that’s a different oblivion altogether. Although it’s a great pain killer, you don’t
want to spill a drop of that precious nectar due to collisions with ignorant motorists who think THEY own the bloody road.
Oh no, my fellow earthbound astronauts, go and enjoy that glow of knowing absolutely everything in safety, if you can.
Personally, I don't believe you've really searched for a higher plane of thought until you’ve woken up in a tree, dangling from
interstate power lines or in a filthy Bangkok bed married to a set of bagpipes. Never mind, just take my word for it.
Let us all drink to science! And study bloody hard! For the truth is out there and an infinite number of secrets are just
waiting to be unlocked.
With the key to the liquor cabinet.
Cheers,
SABRE
References: W.C. Fields, Dean Martin, Bacchus G.O.W. aka Dionysus