They're persistent, I'll give them that
Aug. 17th, 2009 08:11 amFollowing on from last week's brush with evangelising Americans... they were back, yesterday. Last week's guy had the genuine Million Dollar Smile™, this guy's smile was just a couple of cents shy of that high water mark, but he still had his 'Jesus Christ our Saviour' name badge:
Evangelising American: Hey, how are you today?
slowfox: I'm an atheist. Thanks. Bye.
Evangelising American: Why ever would you be one of them?
slowfox: Why would I not? Thanks. Bye.
Evangelising American: But have you tried prayer?
slowfox: ...
What we have here is a failure to communicate: I don't believe in God. Ergo, it's extremely unlikely that I would feel moved to offer prayers to a concept that I don't subscribe to.
I get a similar thing for being teetotal:
slowfox: I don't drink alcohol.
Other Party: What? Ever
slowfox: Nope, never have done. Hope never to do so.
Other Party: *slowly, in deductive fashion* So you've never been drunk...? Ever?
Evangelising American: Hey, how are you today?
Evangelising American: Why ever would you be one of them?
Evangelising American: But have you tried prayer?
What we have here is a failure to communicate: I don't believe in God. Ergo, it's extremely unlikely that I would feel moved to offer prayers to a concept that I don't subscribe to.
I get a similar thing for being teetotal:
Other Party: What? Ever
Other Party: *slowly, in deductive fashion* So you've never been drunk...? Ever?
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Date: 2009-08-17 09:25 am (UTC)Obviously, there *is* the younger set, and the youngish less educated set, who *do* do the whole WOHOO Al-oholYAYsway thing. There are concerns about youth drinking and it is getting worse, despite extra taxes on stuff that specifically targets the young, like Bacardi Breezers etc.. But nowhere near the level of Britishness. Personally, I think it's still to do with the attitude of having to get drunk as fast as possible before the last call, which we simply never had over here, so there wasn't ever a need for speed.
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Date: 2009-08-17 09:41 am (UTC)Drinking age in the UK was/is 18, but by secondary school it was taken as read that if you were 13 or over, you drank. And the whole furtiveness (must not get caught!)/badge of honour (I drank 13 pints and am still standing!) thing that revolved around all this meant that there was a... competitiveness to the whole endeavour that sort of, I think, set the tone for how people faced alcohol as they went on.
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Date: 2009-08-17 10:02 am (UTC)We started "drinking" at around 13-14, as well. But it was all under the control of our parents, who bought the alcohol for us and were *there* at parties, there was hardly ever truly unsupervised drinking - so no problem with getting caught! And there only ever *was* drinking for occassions, never just any day. In my school, it may have been cool to "drink", but it really wasn't cool to be so pissed as to lose all self-control. No badges of honour, there. The quantities and regularity of drinking changed somewhat when we could buy our own alc, at 16 for beer/wine/breezers, at 18 for everything else, but even then, the line between cool and uncool was firmly drawn at someone starting to throw up. Not knowing when to stop to prevent atricious behaviour and throwing up was frowned at. I dunno - do you think it would be fair to say about your peers that it was not a good party if nobody was throwing up? Here, it just wasn't a good party if someone was throwing up.
But maybe I should not overgeneralise - obviously, this is my middle-class, city-based German experience. It might be different in other social environs and on the country-side.
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Date: 2009-08-17 10:17 am (UTC)Absolutely! Comments would run like 'X's party was fantastic! Z was absolutely paraletic, and X threw up all over his mum's sofa! Also, quality was a direct function of the number of empty bottles that had to be disposed of in the morning.
But then, I'm talking about mid-80s, middle class kids' parties, and information is secondhand (from the post-party chatter at school the following day, or via my brother, who was in exactly that kind of crowd).
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Date: 2009-08-17 10:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-17 10:28 am (UTC)The one time when I was subject to peer pressure to smoke was in France - Rouen, actually - we were there on a school exchange, and the Brit kids were all skulking around the edge of the French school's playground, smoking (very few of them were old enough to smoke, legally, but they'd all been doing so for years by that point). This was the *cool* crowd, and for some reason, because my exchange partner was in a group of people who their exchange partners were in, we'd all been thrown together.
And for about a second, I actually considered accepting the offer of a cigarette from The Cool Bloke of the Year. And I mean about a second. But reason soon caught up with me: they didn't like me, and I'm sure it was offered more in the interests of sport (let's see what Ralph does) than in any spirit of generosity.
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Date: 2009-08-17 10:48 am (UTC)