Hi,
I had a man to talk to one night. The talk was serious. An undiscovered alchololic mentally ill person was watching us. She was not drinking. As the talk exhausted me, this priest brought out something green in a bottle. It was alcoholic. We both had some. We continued the talk. As the evening progressed, each of us, in this high level intense conversation would become exhausted, like in a long lasting wedding party, and without thinking like taking a drink of water to quench our thirst, we would take a drink to quench our exhaution. When I was done and he was done, never noticing that either of us were what is called drunk, the other person spoke up.
You both drank a whole bottle of Alcohol. She meant how can we drink that much and not be drunk.
Story one is complete.
A man appproached me. My father was an automobile mechanic when I was growing up. I went to Electrical Engineering School, but I put myself through school working a long shift in the evening and weekends for my parents. I went on 5 hours a sleep a night, to graduate college. It was brutal.
A man approaches me at work. "My car blew a head on the freeway. I need it to work by Monday. Please come over and help me after work." This was a Friday night, and I was doing engineering work for Fairchild Reserch and Developement Labs in California. They were the folks who took over from Shockley, from Shockley Labs.
Notice. I have finished and normal week. It is Friday. I commute to work. This is not a task to take on, by Monday. I did.
He had a hot rod. It was a 1966 Corvette, but this was 1972 or so, thus the car was considered fairly new. He had cracked a head, and I know about these things. He does not. So, I am the technical expert, but not the machinist on this job. I can and have worked on heads rebuilding them, and car engines etc.
We worked till we became entirely exhausted. We take a break. He starts to speak. "Lets take a drink" No. No I am not going to do that. "We are not going to take a normal drink." No. A drink will make me sleepy. I am not doing it. "We are going to take half a drink. It will revive us. Trust me." I said nothing externally. At least I hope I didn't.
Here I was. This engineer also a Electrical Engineer, also came up the hard way through life, also working at same research lab I was working in, is telling me to trust him, on this. I did not trust him. This is ridiculous I am not going to do this. He goes on. "We will have Vodka and Orange Juice. Half a drink each." I am not going to do this. No one drinks, when working on engines. No one.
After the drink, we went back to work. Every three hours or so, maybe two we had half a drink. By morning the heads were out in time to go to the machine shop. When the heads came back we put them in. Again we used the drinks to keep us awake. We used the drinks to super charge us.
Sunday morning came. Still no one had slept a wink. The car was done. It did work. And I went to work on Monday, no worse for the wear.
Story two is done.
In 2007 or so, under pressure from a newer graduate from College but still and older woman, I spoke up in a group of people, who I had modified my work habits, to work with pleasantly. I had been working with these types for years. They never complained, about me. Never. This woman in hearing how I worked with them took offense. She was offended, by me. "You always change your words. You start out using a word then you change it." Yes, I have been asked to do that. "It is insulting" No. The guys I work with asked me, silently to do that.
She was having none of that. In a few day she would get her way, and I would pay the price. But, she did need to learn this. I needed to learns something also. And I did, and was amply rewared by God for this.
The day came. I am at my cubicle desk. I am the point person in that group. Unknowingly of the four of us, on our 12 hour shift of handling people's computer problems and automatic Semiconductor Manufacturing equipment, I was doing 80% of all the work that was assigned to the group. That freed up everyone else to do whatever it is that they wanted to do. What they wanted to do was improve the area. And they did. What I did not know at the time was my contribution. I did not know that 80% of the work, for a call center and repair shop was all done by me and me alone.
This is years and years after the drinking to work. So my brain is still functional. That is why I said this so far.
There is one more story point to make, on alcohol and brain dissolving, if it is actually true or not. I drank and drink, when I feel like it. I have for years. Brains that dissolve over the years would be not useful at age 60 or so under that continual event, if true.
I am 60 at this point.
I am getting there.
In the midst of my work group, she arrives. The conversation is light. We are sitting she is standing. She is walking by our area. Then she says her point nicely. "There. You are doing it again. Stop it. It is insulting. We are not that stupid." Bang. It is there. She is nice. She still does not understand. I am so concerned about her not understanding that Immediately without thinking about anything, but her nice request, I speak to her only. "Look. My intellegence on a scale of one to five, is five point two five. If you want me to ramp it back up again I will do that. I work at an intelligence level of three point oh. I do that to get along with everyone. I will ramp it back up again. "
I ramped it back up again. What a disaster. I just wen full on research engineer, with full depth in all my conversations. It was a blur.
And hour and a half later, in this tragic situation, somehow no one is calling. I am somehow in my cubicle. If the next part didn't happen, like the rest of what ensued from ramping up, I would not recall.
Hands out of nowhere, hit my shoulders. I could not look up. I remembered though. What I remembered was the agony I was in, the embarassment I was in. It didn't work to ramp up again. I was in my cubicle so shaken, that I had my head in my hands. I was waiting for this disaster to pass. Her hands, my accusers hands were on my shoulders. She did not ask me anything. She just put her hands on my shoulder. I was so sick, emotionally, that I could not move.
It was her recognition, that I was right. Never was I treated by this group as normal ever again.
I have been drinking all of my life, off and on since I was young. I am a wine expert of the highest caliber there is. I know how to judge wines, as I stayed in California for 23 years, in THe Bay Area, and drank and drank and drank, until I accidentally became a fine wine expert, by the highest standard known then, and known now. I drink what I like and what is good, totally indendent of price and brands.
I teach other newbies to do that also. If they do they progress. And it is this drinker, to you, that is doing a bad thing, by your thoughts, in destroying her brains.
No one, excels me brain wise. No one. I have my equals. I have no superiors. My equals call on me to solve problems that they cannot solve. I know lots of people like me. It is complicated though. God helps. It is more complicated than that though. I have seen that connection, and it has been proven to me.
I saw that connection within weeks or days of those two hands on my shoulders. One on each shoulder. But, that is off topic for your stated and implied points.
Almost done.
It only takes one experiment to prove anything is wrong really. That is what experiements are primarily for, in the upper reaches of Science, where God resides, and we all feel Him, in our work. What I cannot prove wrong, is sometimes exactly what God has done.
Science in my world, is this: "What God has actually done." For you it is what God has actually done, in partiality. Partially. It is not all that God has done. It is just one thing, that God has done.
Using me alone, and what is said about me, and what I have gone through. A wedding party is a pefect place to stay awake, not ever becoming drunk but partying for days and days, by taking a drink containing alcohol, whenever I become physically exhausted. Even some skippers on ships do that with their crews, and half beers are made specifically for that, but it is only done with long hours, and when lives depend upon it, lives of others depend on the crew being entirely awake and functioning, in war like circumstances.
I have used Creme de Minth, half of the whole large bottle almost, just to get through a long and very important conversation, accidentally. If the woman had not been so stunned with me and my host, having just done that, with no normal reactions to her, I would not ever remember that incident.
I would also not remember the other car engine incident, if it wasn't so bizarre. It is so bizarre, because what people say is true about that, is actually false. It is true only some of the time, and it is totally false in those other extreme circumstances, like a wedding party that goes on, and on........and on.
And my late age accidental, revealing my actual intelligence that is available to me, but rarely used, counters your alcohol dissolve the brain item also.
Two things, these real world experiments, all unplanned, show that you are wrong, on your statements of alcohol and it's badness.
LOVE,
...Mary., .... .