I once knew an alcoholic cop who was curiously into mindfulness, and I’ll never forget the time he told me his breathing practice was to think, while breathing in through his nose, “Beer is the police of drugs,” and then, while breathing out through his mouth, “Liquor is the FBI.”

Telling my kids that this was the plot of Intermission instead of Colm Meaney liking Celtic Mysticism.

why would you be friends with a pig??