Addiction?

I'm not going to sit here at my computer sipping my (beverage) and eyeing my (collection? sure), and pretend to you that I have no "addictions." But excuse me if I feel insulted when you suggest my behaviours are addictions rather than habits.

Addiction, after all, sounds bad; something you must curb and defeat. But why should you? Who decides what you do is wrong?

The public? What does it know.

The government? We pay THEM. They should be on our side.

God? I can't remember if this is a secular blog or not, so I'll end the rhetoricals here.

The fact (and this is not a fact) is people would be better off with more addictions. Why? Because it would make people more predictable. If we know Mary needs to get a 350 mg fix of caffeine (roughly 2 expressos and couple of medium blacks) at 3:38 every afternoon, then we can plan to talk behind her back at that time. It's simple logistics, ladies and gentleman.

There was a time when I looked down upon people for their addictions. I ridiculed them in my journal (not a diary), and would laugh in their face saying I just remembered a funny joke. But I stopped laughing once I tried some of these addictions. They were just so good. Now I call them habits.

That cup of (liquid) I was sipping is disappearing, so I'll wrap it here: if you can't kick the addiction, call it a habit; it sounds much more innocent.