JB1975
Brownlow Medallist
When you're in your 20s and 30s, the world of male leisure can be a bit fraught.
I'm in my 40s now, quite sensible, moderate, restrained, upstanding, handsome in a dignified rather than devilish sort of way. Social scrapes are less frequent, although that incident this time last year when I found myself being flipped off a Sydney street corner and dragged into an ambulance after a big night was somewhat disturbing. The nurses were kind.
But in your 20s, the heat is on almost all the time, and it is almost inevitable that things will boil over from time to time. Some people are good at turning the heat down, but others --like JDG and millions of others-- get 'caught up in the moment'.
No, things are no different now than they were 20-30 years ago, but for some reason we're determined as a society to pretend that they are. It's crap.
I'm in my 40s now, quite sensible, moderate, restrained, upstanding, handsome in a dignified rather than devilish sort of way. Social scrapes are less frequent, although that incident this time last year when I found myself being flipped off a Sydney street corner and dragged into an ambulance after a big night was somewhat disturbing. The nurses were kind.
But in your 20s, the heat is on almost all the time, and it is almost inevitable that things will boil over from time to time. Some people are good at turning the heat down, but others --like JDG and millions of others-- get 'caught up in the moment'.
No, things are no different now than they were 20-30 years ago, but for some reason we're determined as a society to pretend that they are. It's crap.



