Embarrassing doesn’t quite capture the essence of what you end up doing and saying when you’re sloshed. I should know. I spent 12 years trying to stay sloshed. Some people can handle alcohol. I can’t ever go there again.
E. Curtissa Cofield, a judge in Hartford, Connecticut, “showed out,” as we say in the vernacular, at a police station following a drunk driving arrest. Cofield’s black, and I mention her race because it’s relevant. She referred to Sgt. Dwight Washington, who is black, as “Negro trooper” and “head nigger in charge” as he questioned her. He asked if she was ill, and she said her illness was “Negro-itis” and that she needed “anti-Negro” medication, and on and on. It’s pretty bad. Read the rest for yourselves.
Cofield obviously has drinking and self-image problems. Alcohol does lower inhibitions, and apparently Cofield has issues with being black and, in her drunken state, with blacks in authority who’re merely doing their jobs.
Thank the sweet Lord above my antics were not caught on tape (that I know of!), and I was never arrested for drunk driving. In March I’ll celebrate 12 years of sobriety. There, but for the grace of God, as they say. While I was drinking, I gazed into the future and saw myself as a 50-year-old drunk. It may be cute to be tipsy all the time in your 20s (extended adolescence and all that), but a middle-aged drunk? Nothing cute about that. I set a goal to stop drinking by the time I was 30. Two months shy of my birthday, I gave up the bottle.
Judge Cofield is 60 years old. Perhaps she gets drunk only twice a year. This may be a fluke. (Here’s a video of Cofield in a sober state.) Regardless, the video is an indication of how she handles alcohol. Badly. Just say no to the booze!
