Victoria Coren, I don’t drink much. I wouldn’t care if I never drank again. I find drunk people annoying and dull. And they decrease my life expectancy, if only statistically. If alcohol were banned from public places tomorrow, it would be pure gain for me. But I don’t want alcohol banned, because I don’t think my personal gain is more important than civil liberty.
My life would also be better if we banned iPhones, small dogs, insurance adverts, boring conversations, the unexpected addition of chopped peppers to tuna sandwiches, “funny” T-shirts, that weird dusty stuff they put inside Jiffy bags that goes all over you if you open them the wrong way, teabags served next to a cup of hot water when you’ve paid £2 for a “cup of tea”, short people carrying umbrellas at lethal eye-height, Top Gear, unnecessarily large paperbacks that won’t fit in a pocket, spitting, being copied into EVERY SINGLE REPLY to a mass email from an indiscriminate friend, skateboarding and coriander.
But actually, my life wouldn’t be better, because I’d have swapped a series of regular annoyances for massive state repression.
You might say those things won’t kill me. But you’ve never monitored my blood pressure while watching Top Gear. Anyway, me smoking outside Giraffe won’t kill you either.
and
[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=FkfZjIVDzTA#t=225s[/video]
Skip to the bit at 3mins 50 for my favourite rockumentary moment ever. 😀
A broad generalisation I know, but I’ll take back my earlier comments about what I’d do to her in a locked room – I just know she’d piss me off though.
I’d wager she wouldn’t like me very much either and on a level of articulation, would probably tie me in knots. Best we don’t meet eh?