Some may disagree, but I really do feel that I'm a better man with drink inside me; it oils the system, lubricates the joints and the mind follows suit, though admittedly, sometimes, the tongue carries itself away on occasion. I woke up early, (something that never happens when I'm sober) and drunk today, disparaging life and debt and desirous of death. I have little left in me that's certain of anything any more.
To detract from that, I wrote this:
Humanity was at a stand-still, the day the news emerged. It had become the biggest thing since... Well, since Jesus, really; which was both a crude, much as it was a fair comment to make. People began vociferating that you couldn't trust the scientists. Can't trust science? Then what else was there? Faith? Easy pickings between the two, really, and especially in this case. What when one wrong meant the other right and both really came down to meaning the same thing. And besides, to oust science now as wrong would be to condone the backwards steps of alleviating any founded principle of it's truth. Start there and what are you left with? Non-existence, non-entity, nothing much but faith again. Yes, the world really was shook up- the day they dug up Adam's bones...
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