I sit squarely in the camp of your body, your choice.
This goes for everything from abortion to plastic surgery, diets to anti-diets, outfits, enhancements, alternative therapies, you name it, I'm good with it if you are.
There's a lot to celebrate when it comes to sobriety's rebrand as not only an acceptable choice, but an all-out trendy one. It creates more inclusive spaces for those who choose not to drink, and it normalises something that has long been met with a culture of eye rolls or comments like, "what's wrong you mate?". And with beer prices set to surge, thanks to climbing inflation rates, now might just be the best possible time to try sobriety on for size.
Side note: Here are just some of the effects after one year without drinking alcohol. Story continues after video.
But something irks me as I lie in bed, doom-scrolling through my Insta-feed past images of happy, glowy influencers holding up alcohol-free beers, with essay-length captions on the harms of alcohol, explaining why I should quit poisoning my body as they have. It's the same internal alarm that sounds whenever I hear talk of 'clean eating', 'clean living' or basically any virtue signaling akin to "my body is a temple" or "try this juice cleanse, it'll eliminate your toxins". I can't help but give an irrepressible eye roll to particularly enthusiastic participants who talk at length about how alcohol is poisoning our society. I bristle at the preachiness, the religiosity of it all, the kind of 'sober-superiority', if you will.