I've nothing against drinking; I do a little myself. But I've never liked public drunks. I find them embarrassing and potentially dangerous. In college, when a fraternity-mate might be a little too disorderly and I might have tried to calm him down, others would say, "Hey, man, it's not his fault. He's drunk."
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