and the sun is shining in. Small mercies in the heart of winter. Having a quick catch up online to see what's been going on, the culture of privilege that surrounds NZ and it's shocking piss habit (read: alcoholism):
http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/crime/5216671/21st-conviction-for-disqualified-driving
It'd be hilarious if it wasn't true. The slap on the wrist for over 20 offences of drink driving. Like kid-fucking, it's a hidden crime until they're caught. Molesters abuse, on average, 35-70 times before their first capture. The stories SHOULD read: 'It was the first time we caught him with a child.' rather than 'It was his first offence.'
As for piss, this non-essential item (right along with our second biggest killer, cigarettes, another esssential) is sold at corner stores, supermarkets, as if it's something we can't live without. I *have* read somewhere that NZ has more outlets to buy piss than Australia. It's not a per capita figure, it's an outright bigger number of outlets. It's our sacred cow, our god, the elephant in the room.
As for nicotine, pah! A friend of mine in the rooms of recovery says that they call it 'the angry drug'. It suppresses unbelieveable rage. Think about it.
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