A Kid, earlier today.
Break out the jackboots, fluff up the nappies, everyone's favourite authoritarian pisswipe is on the march again.
Sir Liam Donaldson said that among drivers who drank up to the present limit of 80mg per 100ml of blood, the chances of an accident were two and a half times greater for teenagers than for older people.
Drivers aged 17 to 19 had 1,080 drink-drive accidents in 2005. Sir Liam, who presented his annual report yesterday, said that a zero alcohol limit for young drivers would help to reduce this figure. “I’m aware that this is a controversial recommendation, but I believe it will save lives,” he said.
Between 1976 and 1979, I belonged to a wide, thriving circle of friends and acquaintances ranging in age from about 18 to 30 (no, I'm not making it up). Two or three nights a week, we all congregated in the Lounge Bar of The Bridge Hotel in Scunthorpe and had a bloody good time. Owing to the way Scunge is spread out, most of us had to drive to get there.
This naturally meant rigorous booze management, but making two pints last for three and a half hours is no big trick when the company and the conversation are up to the mark; and in those days they were.
We're talking about a rotating circle of about thirty people over a three year period. How many of us were involved in drink-related accidents? How many of us got nicked for drink-driving? Go on, have a guess. No? Well I'll tell you. No-one. Nemo. Nil. We just had a bloody good time, socialising, being young, having fun and trying to engineer as much sex as humanly possible.
In short, we did what young adults have done since the inception of the internal combustion engine, and damn fine times they were too.
I wonder if Sir Liam Himmler did things like that, or was he closeted up in his dark smelly bedroom, wanking frantically over the thought that when he was Chief Medical Officer all this fun and frivolity was jolly well going to stop.
If it was the former, I wonder if he'd want to grow up now, in the spineless, fuckless, spitless, shitless, soul-leeching pleasure bereft wasteland he and his dire little socialist neo-puritans are inflicting on us normal people.
Sir Liam, fuck off. Please. Just fuck off.
The only way anyone learns to be responsible is by the excercise of responsibility. I did it, and so did my friends thirty years ago. Young people are not complete fucking idiots, and if you, and patrician authoritarian pricks like you stop trying to keep them infants they may pleasantly surprise you.
I really can't stand these people any longer, anyone who advocates punishing the many for the sins of the few is a lazy-minded unimaginative ball sac, who deserves to have their face sawn off, nailed to a stick and used to clean decent people's lavatories.
the present limit of 80mg per 100ml of blood
I'm seeing more and more references to this. I wonder if we aren't being softened up for a little more EU 'harmonisation'? One to watch I think...