Coffee, alcohol, and religion

By The Sunriser

COFFEE after breakfast enhances my mood, usually. Caffeine perks up my mornings, notwithstanding the mournings about yesterday’s bad news about Senators Robinhood Padilla, Cynthia Villar and Imee Marcos. All three disrespect the quest for truth and justice in their ambush of the Senate’s attempt at citing for contempt the self-proclaimed son of God, Apollo Quiboloy for alleged crimes so serious enumerating those generates chills down the spine.

Emotions must be nestled in the brain, not in the heart. Some readings taught me that the brain is composed of substances, it reacts to chemicals that the body absorbs. Whatever is the combination that results dictates your feelings.

Alcohol is another example. My body can tolerate two or three glasses of wine. My friends tell me I get more engaging when under the influence. My wife tells me I get more talkative. But excess of what my body can take is problem. Suffice it to say that the happiness of the night’s inebriation sires headaches in the morning that follows.

Reminds me of a philosopher who pined for one “sober man in the camp, his sobriety is the general we need to lead the army to victory.”

Caffeine, in my case, can assuage alcohol’s hangover. Talk about an upper in the morning after a night’s bout with a downer.

Though in this benighted land of ours, the downers of the worst kind are not in the liquids and tablets that the people take but in the choices of leaders we make.

And the worst of uppers in the menu remains to be that business of selling eternal hope, not just to the hopeless but even to the most powerful and the rich.

Somebody said that “religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by the rulers as useful.”

Caffeine, alcohol and religion have one thing in common. They can be addictive.