Sunday, February 8, 2026

High Spirits

 High Spirits

Alcohol Consumption

Regarding alcohol, what I find interesting is the minimum even in Bangladesh, the country with lowest intake is one litre of pure alcohol per person. 

Which is a colossal amount when multiplied by the total population.

I find it interesting Iranians drink as much as Russians. It is said Belorussians drink the most but their officials figures are scaled down. Maldivians drink more simply due to lack of pure water.

Come to Ceylonese they drink about 15 times as as Bangladeshis and only about 5 times less as Russians. I expected the Africans to drink more but it is true of only a few countries  like Zambia, Nigeria and South Africa. Myanmar tops India and Indians drink,  far less amount than Ceylonese.

My gut feeling was that people of rich and relatively happy countries consume more but they are less than all the Muslim countries put together.

Malaysia is an exception.

I guessed Singaporean drinks more but I was proven wrong. The reason, they have no time to drink.

Except New Zealand most of the Western counties drink an average more than Asians.              

The Australians are heavy drinkers but it is coming down unlike in UK and USA. My analysis is where there are dictators running the country, the alcohol consumption is high. Myanmar is a classic example and some Latin American countries with dictators running the affairs are close allies of alcohol.

A point what our Buddhist monks have failed to grasp is when there is a dictator running, the alcohol consumption goes up significantly and rapidly.           So, if we want to drop alcohol consumption democracy should go hand in hand and not other way round. If our alcohol consumption goes up by the next election do not blame the drinker but the rulers. The corollary is, for a dictator to succeed the country should streamline and jack up alcohol production and sell alcohol at an affordable price. The variety does not matter but the production rate does.

I gather Americans are drinking much more after the previous election with enthusiasm and steam. This will increase if, President Biden approves and let the furloughing, to go through. President Biden has to make sure that the alcohol production goes unhampered during his term of office and he will be remembered for life, if he cuts down taxes on alcohol in spite of medical advice. It does not matter he fails to keep 90% of his promises. That also make Republicans to drink more and lose track of the elections. For his successor to have a smooth riding, he also should not follow the doctors advice on alcohol and should not let through, the numerous medical legislatures brought in front of him for approval. Just pretend that the president (President Trump) is absorbing the advice in good spirit.  Now that the war in the Middle East is escalating one should not let the alcohol price go up but let only the oil and the gas prices, go up.

Still on alcohol, I tried to find a Clinical Pharmacology book by Lawrence et all, from which   I absorbed the basic knowledge and clinical effects of alcohol but could not find a single copy available (published in late nineteen sixties). Then I found a book on Clinical Chemistry by Calbreath and that gave a real scientific introduction, including its manufacture and adulteration.

I gave up drinking local alcohol due to its adulteration since independence and went for only imported alcohol and very lately to wine. I never enjoyed beer but local Gin and Tonic was my favourite before a billiard or snooker game. I never realized, I was getting addicted, perhaps in small doses, including alcohol inside chocolates.

I have weaned myself off, after a decade of trial and effort. I never had the insight, I am becoming addicted and the that was the first critical faculty, I lost. I have never been able to cure any person from alcohol addiction and since I am writing this as a non medical person, I took the liberty to use the the title "Alcohol and its Charms" not to entice a guy or girl who has never tried alcohol but to make it readable like a novel and I in return get my royalties as a bonus.

I was heavy smoker and I could stop it abruptly, since it affected my physical performance and activities in sports. That effort made me to realise one day, I can stop my addiction clinically not obvious to even my close ones.

Simply, I was a nice guy after alcohol.

I would not have realized the bad habits, I have acquired as an adult including violent temper, if not for the reason of enjoying a bit of alcohol. I do not believe that alcohol brings worse in anybody, it only exposes one's hidden genetic tendencies.

Please do not blame alcohol.

It is the second discovery of man in evolution, after honey. The fundamental biological agent, the yeast was the starter for the bread industry but it branched much bigger to alcohol industry.

Even Buddhist monks consume it, in Dasa Mula (ten root causes) Aristaya and the Fifth Precept in Buddhism is Mujja Pama Dhattna.

It means little bit is OK and I have not fathomed how little is little bit.

Now that foreign liqueur is totally banned, if I do not list ten or more of the wonders of alcohol, it is an insult to the the mankind ability to discover from prehistoric times.

1. It is the man’s first discovery that alcohol elevate mood and euphoria. The other method of delivering euphoria is intense time consuming meditation. Both are human addictions and lasts only momentarily.

2. Alcohol removes inhibitions.

3. Alcohol in moderation makes one to speaks fluently on matters of no significance. 

The politician are adept at it.

President Trump impeachment is a living example. Both Republicans and Democrats speak with no end in sight on flimsy points.

4. In my case alcohol makes me to settle my nerves and play a good game of snooker or billiards.

5. It makes me to tolerate unwelcome guests in a party, wedding and funerals especially where even the enemies come to celebrate. 

Mind you now avoid all these by gut reaction.

6. It makes me to discover new ideas to ponder over the table “Wonders of Alcohol” is one out of many.

7. It made me to discover that it destroys all the normal functions of the liver by default, of the actions of some feel good hormones released by a good piece of chocolates.

8. It make me to forget all the promises given but never acted upon by the party in power.

9. It makes me to forget all important part payment, I own.

10. It gives me happiness on one side and cancer on the other.

A truly double edged sword to stab an enemy. 

Strangely in this country nobody offers a drink to an enemy on the other side of the aisle.

11. Why did you give up alcohol?

If somebody asks me this question, I have two ready made answers and a few more thought provoking ones.

It effects my memory and my sleep.

I had a fantastic memory as a kid  and I did not have to take notes. Unfortunately,many of my friendly fellow beings did not have that capacity. Equally, I only took short notes in strips of paper not A 4 size but which fitted in my front shirt pocket. That is also things or an idea I heard for the first time. However, I did not believe in them, first hand. For example evolution.

I loved my sleep.

The reasons outside those two are many.

The recent tax imposition which was draconian by all means, to all the liberals.

I only prefer to drink alcohol not taxes.

12. The effect of alcohol on liver, especially on feel good factors (hormones) of chocolates is an important discovery for me. Fact that, alcohol hijacks the important biochemical pathways in the liver and depletes micro-elements is another reason.

Alcohol turns non carcinogens to carcinogen and the vise versa.

It is a double edge sword.

My current intention is to highlight the good things about alcohol.

Cirrhosis and depletion of glycogen are few others.

Sugar metabolism and early morning hypoglycemia can be mortal in ones sleep mode, especially for the elderly over 60.

One does not have to be a diabetic.

13. It effects driving skills and a common cause of accidents.

14. It is a universal cell poison, including brain cells.

Two points I missed and not mentioned in the description of alcohol side effects in web pages and sites are;

15. Compulsive gambling and legal problems related to money matters.

Like politicians, the new breed can become compulsive liars to buy the next drink or the basic needs.

16. Lying is a human survival trait.

17. This is where domestic problems arise, including violence.

18. The debts increase and responsibility decreases.

There are many more to fill a book of decent size.

Bangladesh=1

India =5

Ceylon=15

Russia=50

Russia 14 Liters per year

Australia 13 Liters per year

United Kingdom 12 Liters per year

While Australia's alcohol consumption is relatively high, it is lower than both Russia and the UK. Russia has a higher overall consumption and a greater proportion of spirits in its consumption, while the UK's higher consumption is reflected in the larger standard drink size and the recommended 14 units per week.

Australia: 12.6 litres of pure alcohol per person per year.

Standard drink: 10 grams of alcohol.

Australian guidelines: recommend that adults consume no more than 10 standard drinks per week and no more than 4 standard drinks on any one day, with lower recommended consumption for women.

In Australia, two standard drinks would be 25ml of pure alcohol, or 250ml of a typical 40% ABV spirit. For other types of drinks, two standard drinks would be 200ml of wine or 570ml of full strength beer.

Spirits: A standard drink of spirits (40% ABV) is 30ml (1 nip). Therefore, two standard drinks would be 60ml (2 nips).

Wine: A standard drink of wine is 100ml. Two standard drinks would be 200ml.

Beer: A standard drink of full strength beer (around 4.8% ABV) is 285ml. Two standard drinks would be 570ml (285ml x 2).

A standard drink contains 12.5ml of pure alcohol. Therefore, two standard drinks would be 25ml

Russia: 14.5 litres of pure alcohol per person per year.

United Kingdom: 11.4 litres of pure alcohol per person per year.

Standard drink: 8 grams of alcohol.

UK guidelines: recommend that adults consume no more than 14 units per week, with lower recommendations for women.

Cook and Doctors

 Cook and Doctors

The Man, the Devil, the God
 

All beings whether man, devil or god need something for survival. 
The cook has the onerous task of preparing the food for all of them in addition to his own food requirements for his survival. 


We Ceylonese are known for satisfying the needs of all three of them be that may be a devil with dola pidheni after a devil dance, a god with puda pooja before an election and a man (with position) with panduru pakkudam for a favour.

What I am going to describe are three doctors all of middle age with whom I had the opportunity to live in the same cottage in Colombo. 


One doctor, I called the Deviya was a doctor who came from a very religious sect where alcohol is a taboo but started drinking with some personal reasons. 
 

The other is a doctor whom I called the Yakksaya who came from a habitual toddy drinking coastal town of the Western Coast, Negamboo.

 
The third was a doctor whom I called the Manussaya who came from the hill country who had the penchant for this miracle drink for no obvious reason.

The first one I called the Deviya for the simple reason that he would religiously attend to his prayers every day in spite of his drinking problem. 

I believed the god had being with him all the time in spite of his drinking. 

With drinks he became godlier of course

The second one I called the Yakksaya had a deep and rough voice and even before he had high enough to call high enough would make a big racket in the garden and everybody in the neighbourhood knew that there was a drinking spree in our garden.

The third one I called the Manussaya was the one who would leave his car in the garage (which was open 24 hours) and the key in an easily accessible place so that anybody who had a driving license could drive the car away without any formal permission. 

Those were the days that petrol price was high and our salary was poor enough to have a juice full tank. 

A tankful was a luxury and a bellyful was a chicken feed those days.

The missing link was the cook and his driving force

When I was in charge of the chummery and took in charge of the menu, I realized that the food prepared was ordinary on most of the days but come the days the  three men in their devil or god or manly incarnation, the food was of a reasonable good taste and standard. 


The secret was the miracle drink

 
The three of them used to give him a liberal share (the taste was paid separately) and when he was high the cooking standard went up exponentially


So the common denominator or the virtual link was Pol Arrakku

 
Finally, I decided to give him a quarter bottle worth of money as a spare for marketing for two reasons. 

One reason was the food and menu was kept excellent. 
The second reason was that he would not steal money from the food menu. 
 

This worked well and our monthly bill was the lowest for sometime and I did not have any complaints from my colleagues. 


However, I did not disclose my secret pact with him to my colleagues

I of course gave him enough money as extras. But not surprisingly he never went home even for a holiday. He was really hooked to alcohol surprisingly enough he never got cirrhosis. 

We of course had the liberty of visiting all the food joints in Colombo including Union Place, Fountain Cafe and especially The Seafood Restaurant facing the Galle Face. 


The food was nice and not heavy on the purse but when I visit Colombo now I have second thoughts even having a glass of mineral water

Is this the price we pay for open economy, I wonder?

Coming back to the three men in various incarnations be that may be godly, manly or devilish, alcohol brings out best and worst of all beings


Blaming alcohol is a lame excuse for lapses in man's own nature. 

 
That is something I never buy or accept.

All of us left the shores within year and strangely enough I never met them thereafter. 

They were in the land of liquor (UK) with so many varieties available they probably would have found better companions than Pol Arrakku


When I  returned some years later, I went looking for the cook and I was told that he suddenly disappeared and never returned
I am sure that he must be in the company of one of the three above, since he did no have any savings for his alcohol spree.
 

This I call a form of discrimination on the  ground of the brand name of alcohol one drinks and enjoys.  

Kassippu or Whiskey and the Five Star democracy. 

The voter drinks the adulterated stuff and the winner and the champions drinks the champagne.

13th of March 2006.

Good, Bad and the Ugly

Whie browsing my old piece I garheted all the places we vited in Colombo

1. Green Cabin

My introduction to Colombo

No more

The best place for Dun Tel Bath or grilled fried rice

2. Union Grill and Bar at Union Place

No more

3. Fountain Cafe

Elephant House

No more

4. Seafood Restaurant

Galle Face

No more

5. Majestic City

Assortment of restaurants

No more


Deviya, Yakshaya and Manussaya

Good, Bad and the Ugly

It is time for me to record, my stay in Violet Cottage, General Hospital in Colombo, during the time of Sirimavao and N.M. Parera

Barnes Place Quarters was not in existence. We had to share what ever, the available rooms, sometimes three in a room. 

I was the youngest and the senior most guys had the lion’s share.

There were three guys who were rank alcoholics

Alcohol was damn cheap and we could manage the entire food bill of the month for Rs.100/=. 

My salary was Rs.414/= or something near. 

The highest salary would have been Rs.500/= I never bothered to find but our industrial action was to get an increase of Rs.1000/=. 

We achieved that target in six months.

I was more involved "Work to Rule" and coordination of the strike. 

Nobody knew who I was especially the government guys. 

It was easy for me get organized since I did not hold a post in the G.M.O.A.

I was too, young to hold an official post.

The three three senior guys were named.

Yakka

Deviya

Manussaya.

These qualities comes only after heavy drinking.

Yakkshaya was the darkest and the loudest guy, I think he came from Ragama. I am not sure whether he came by a motorcycle or walked in from his ward.      

We only had a Morris Minor and that belonged to the senior most guy who was called the Manussaya since he allowed anybody to take the car away, provided the guy puts the juice. 

The Deviya was Muslim guy. He certainly had a domestic problem most likely related to his drinking habits. He becomes godly after the drink which is natural and get into mantis mode  or praying mode or sometimes almost into flat mode.

Martin was our cook. 

I did a study on him when I was managing the meals for the month and found he has the highest capacity to drink. He used to steal money and buy a quarter bottle which would have been Rs.2/=. 

I gave him Rs.5/= daily for his alcohol. 

The food quality improved tremendously during my tenure. 

All the senior guys left for UK, one by one and I never met any of them afterwards.

We were transferred to Barnes Place Quarters which I think belonged to Bank of Ceylon which was probably rented to the Department of Health.

I left for UK immediately after.

Martin can drink only after finishing the cooking. 

I never, even took a sip of Arrack during working hours. 

I used to have a beer at Hotel Samudura at Galle Face once a week on Saturday with a good meal with one of my class mates. 

He is no more.

It costs only Rs.10/= for both of us and beer was Rs.1.80/=. 

We did not drink Arrack and it would have cost Rs.7.5 to 8 /= per bottle.

The Monk, Kuda Pola Hamuduruwo

The Monk, Kuda Pola Hamuduruwo
 
British partially captured Kandy and had an Agreement with the Sanga.
 
But British violated every clause of that agreement within 2 years.

There was an uprising in 1818.
 
There was a massacre of chieftains which included many in my family.
 
Their names are listed in the London Museum.
 
First thing I did was to visit and see this document.
 
Being a Buddhist I do not carry malice or vengeance and I was neutral.
 
I did not want live in UK but returned home to contribute to Ceylon in my own way.

First Buddhist monk killed by the British Army was in 1848.
 
I think Kudapola Hamuduruwo is one of them.
 
Maha Badulu Gammana Rate Rala is one of them.

What it is worst is British distorted the entire Geography of Indian subcontinent.

India had many ethnic groups and Ceylon had only one to 4 ethnic groups, going back to 4000 years.
 
Yakka
Naga
Deva
Raksha

They may have lived in four different region but only Ravana who was Yakkka Tribe has left some names behind.
Ravana Ella
Ravana Cave
 
Unlike in India we have many stone records or Sel-Lipi to authenticate in addition to Ola leave records.
 
Divide and rule was British method.
Created lot of myth among Tamil Diaspora. 
Norway took the lead from where British left.
 
There is a current pseudo-attempt to rectify this geared by Kleppe Ariyamagga  who is crook.
 
The process is legally prepared currently to be presented to the United Nation for consideration. 
It has 500 pages which is not adequate to represent Ceylon.
 
I think it is spearheaded by L.T.T.E. in Norway, in preparation of acivate the Rajiv Gandhi project in the North and east.

Bottom line there is a theory that  Buddha and Asoka were born in CEYLON and not in current India.
 This claim has to be investigated in detail not add hock by one Kleppe guy who is crook and is absconding our Courts or Legal System
 
This is why Modi is proactive and got our stupid President wrapped around his fingers.
We must get rid of this guy first for us to restore the name of Ceylon.
British mapped Ceylon and may have given wrong names.
It may not be too late to change but there should be credible facts as done  by Jayaratne Pathiraarachchi.
 
I am happy with Ceylon.
All our problem started when we became Sri-Lanka. 

This is a long and arduous process and we must not let Modi has his way.
 
Even Ayodya is supposed to be in Ceylon.
 
Some locations are certainly under water.
Gone under during last ice age.

This brings to my book on Ceylon and the prehistoric man in which I went up to 5000 years to the Roman time when Muslim vendors traded Ceylon Elephants to Roman kings.
 
I did not have document but postulated all this in a scientific manner.
 
I am a scientist.
 
Not a historian.
Not an archaeologist.
 
But a non practicing medical man doing independent research.
 
By the way, I am anti-indian and it is my baseline investigative point.
 
I do not trust what any Indian say or believe.
 
That is my driving force.

I started not believing British after the Ukrainian War.
 
But I would like to believe President Donald Trump and President Putin
They are global figure but they should provide historical facts and show if there are distortions.
 
I cannot believe Americans, though.

 

The Man, the God and the Devil

The Man, the God and the Devil 

Yakka, Deviya and Manussaya

These qualities came only after a heavy booze.

Yakkshaya was the darkest and the loudest guy, I think he came from Ragama. I am not sure whether he came by a motorcycle or walked in after work.

We only had a Morris Minor car and that belonged to the senior most guy who was called the Manussaya, since he allowed anybody to take the car away, provided, the guy puts the juice. The key of the car was placed in an accessible place. Mind you, petrol was very expensive compared to our base salary and only a few could afford a car.

The Deviya was Muslim guy. He certainly had a domestic problem most likely related to his drinking habits. He becomes Godly after the drink which is natural and get into Mantis Mode  or Praying Mode or sometimes almost into flat mode.

Martin was our cook.

I did a study on him when I was managing the meals for the month and found that he had the highest capacity to drink. He used to steal money and buy a quarter bottle which would have been around Rs.2/= to 2,50/=.   

 I gave him Rs.5/= daily as a bonus for his alcohol. 

The food quality improved tremendously during my tenure.

 Martin could drink only after he has finished his cooking.

All the senior guys left for UK, one by one and I never met any of them afterwards.

I left for UK immediately after.

We were transferred to Barnes Place Quarters after our agitations. 

I think it belonged to the Bank of Ceylon and it was rented to the Department of Health to satisfy the residential doctors’ needs.

I never, even took a sip of Arrack during working hours. 

I used to have a beer at Hotel Samudura at Galle Face, once a week on Saturday with a good meal with one of my class mates. 

Sadly he is no more.

The cost was only Rs.10/= for both of us and beer was only Rs.1.80/= a bottle. 

We did not drink Arrack and it would have cost Rs.7.50= to 8 /= per bottle. 

Over the next two decades I became a V.S.O.A drinker which was about Rs.9.50/=. 

Gin and Tonic before a billiard game was late development in the University Faculty Club

Currently V.S.O.A. is Rs.4,400/=.