When you’re drunk, all of those filters are gone and your true self comes out.”
That’s bullshit. Your “true” self isn’t represented by a single facet of your personality. It’s the collective effort of a complex system of checks and balances. That uninhibited, somewhat stupid wild side is your Star Wars prequels-era George Lucas, throwing out whatever comes to mind at any particular second without a fear of consequences or how it appears to others. Your sober, rational mind is the entire crew from The Empire Strikes Back, constantly reminding him, “No. What you’re about to do is retarded. This ‘Jar Jar’ thing belongs on the cutting room floor — you’ll thank us later.”
Saying that your drunken, uninhibited side is your “true” self is an insult. Without those voices to keep you in check, you’re The Phantom Menace.
