When I first got to college, I was 18 years old, just barely out of my parents’ house, had graduated high school two months previously, and was a snot-nosed, bratty smartass (I know, you find this difficult to believe, but it’s true).  Johns Hopkins was filled with all sorts of smart kids who were away from home for the first time, and we all had one thing in common:  we were all off the chain!  Crazy.  We got our first taste of freedom.  NO parents.  NO truant officer calling our house from school reporting on our absence from class.  If we wanted to go to class, we went.  If we wanted to skip class, we did.  If we wanted to grab a beer, we grabbed one…

Whoa!  Wait a minute!  Where would a bunch of 18 year olds get beer?  After all, it was illegal for us to imbibe, and we always followed the rules!  Yeah… and rabid monkeys might fly out of my ass on national television. 

I spent the my freshman year at Hopkins skipping class, getting as drunk as I possibly could, as often as I possibly could.  Why?  Because I knew that tomorrow I may not be able to get booze.  I knew that there was always a chance that my 21 year old friends would have something better to do than go out and buy me alcohol.  I knew that I was being naughty by drinking, and it was fun.  And I knew that I was never allowed to consume that much booze while living in my parents’ house, so I had the forbidden fruit, and I was going to savor it!

Drugs were illegal back then too, as they are now.  So I wonder how my roommate would get wacked out on acid every other night and lay on the floor watching the pretty lights, or how my theater geek friends procured pot to smoke after a performance (No, I didn’t try any.  I was one of those dorks who would sit in the circle and sheepishly pass the joint to the next person without puffing.  I never liked the smell, and my parents scared me off drugs when I was eight years old.) 

So what have we learned from my college experience?

  1. Kids will get booze if they want it.  It’s not that difficult.
  2. Kids will binge drink, because they know it’s the forbidden fruit, and they might not get any the next day.
  3. Prohibition never works.

So apparently, a bunch of college administrators have decided that the national drinking age is stupid, and they want a debate.  I agree.  At 18, I’m old enough to vote, I’m old enough to pay taxes, I’m old enough to give consent in a sexual situation and I’m old enough to pick up a rifle and fight for my country in the Armed Forces.  But I’m not old enough to have a beer? 

SCREW YOU!

Well, enter Chuck Norris.  Chuck Norris is an exceptional martial artist.  Too bad Chuck Norris is not just a fundamentalist retard, he’s also a preachy, self-righteous nitwit.

Leading the pack with this so-called Amethyst Initiative is John McCardell, who challenged Vermont in 2005 by saying in the New York Times, “The 21-year-old drinking age is bad social policy and terrible law.” McCardell recently added,“All the data show that by the time students  go to college they have already experienced alcohol, so how can anyone say the law is working?” So is the remedy lowering the drinking age to accommodate juvenile jugging? Do we really think giving young people, who are anxious to experience life outside the boundaries and rules of home, the right to drink will aid their and society’s progress?

Yeah, actually we do, Chuckie.   It will no longer be taboo.  They’ll know they’ll be able to have a glass of wine with dinner or a bottle of beer in their rooms without having to gorge and binge.  And when it’s no longer taboo, it’s no longer interesting to abuse it.  What is it that makes a 21 year old more deserving of having a beer than an 18 year old?  Both are legal adults. 

For the record, the drinking age was established at 21 years of age in 1933 after Prohibition (Yeah, and we all know how well THAT worked at reducing alcohol consumption and illicit activity!). In 1971, when the voting age was lowered from 21 to 18, several states reduced the drinking age too. In 1984, however, with the National Minimum Drinking Age Act of 1984, all U.S. states were required to return the drinking age to 21. Ever since, alcohol-related fatalities have dropped 56 percent (except for a spike over the last decade). And now 100 college presidents want to raise those lethal statistics even further?  As it is, according to the National Institute on Alcohol Abuse and Alcoholism, 1,700 college students die annually in alcohol-related deaths, not including the victims also killed in those incidents.

As we all learned in the gun control debate, correlation does not always equal causation, as demonstrated by a spike in alcohol-related fatalities over the past decade, despite the minimum drinking age being 21 provided by Chuckles’ own research.  Much like the presence of a gun in the house doesn’t necessarily lead to suicide, being able to take a drink doesn’t necessarily lead to alcohol abuse.  Does he honestly believe that an 18 year old person who is legally allowed to have a glass of wine with dinner will necessarily gulp down an entire bottle, while a person three years older will refrain and act more responsibly?  Hello, STUPID!  Have you learned nothing about young adults?  If they can get away with it, they’ll do it!  They will push the boundaries of their newly-found independence any way they can.  Wouldn’t it make sense to take away at least part of that temptation?

The ONLY way to truly curb drinking in young people is to educate them on the dangers of alcohol abuse.  Realistically, honestly, without scare tactics or histrionics.   That way when they do have that glass of wine with dinner, it won’t seem as naughty and risque as sneaking a bottle of Jack from mom’s and dad’s liquor cabinet!

Guess what!  I’m a BAAAAD mommy!  I let the Redhead have a sip of beer every so often.  I let the Teeny Bopper have a sip of wine, if she wants a taste.  Alcohol is not taboo for them.  They know they can have a taste if they desire, and they, quite frankly, have little interest in it (Except in the Redhead’s case, because he’s just like mom, and he loves the shock value of telling self-righteous nitwits he encounters on a daily basis that his mom lets him have beer.  It’s not so much that he likes drinking it, he just likes bragging that he can!)

So apparently, making alcohol legal for someone who is old enough to screw, vote, work, pay taxes and go to war is “enabling” illicit behavior.  And today’s youth is apparently not smart enough to make intelligent decisions.

We must do and believe better for the Millennial generation those
ages 18 to 29 than to merely increase their legalization to guzzle
gin or beer bong. On the contrary, we must equip them to positively
change our country and world, not restrict them by enabling their
illicit behaviors. Empowering the younger generation is why I committed
an entire chapter to them in my new (Sept. 7 release) book, “Black Belt Patriotism.” (I guarantee that one answer you won’t find in it to reawaken America is lowering the drinking age!)

Of course, not!  Because reawakening the spirit of innovation, change, courage and empowerment is not about teaching them to overcome adversity, make correct choices in their lives and taking responsibility for their own action.  It’s about making shit illegal and scaring today’s youth into behaving with threats of arrest and destruction of their record merely for daring to take a drink.

In other words, Chuck Norris is a douchebag.