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The Night of the Living Dead
By Jeff J.
I went to an AA meeting last night and was thoroughly bored to death. I sat and let my eye wander around the room and this is what I saw. I saw two older men dressed like youngsters, one who had to be pushing 60 but had an earring and was wearing flip flop shoes. I guess he thought he was looking real beachy. They both caught my eye because they were not paying attention to the meeting either; then I noticed that they both had real bad rugs on. Poor things were out trying to get some I guess. I saw three other people nodding off, and I saw a lesbian couple who were making eyes at each other. Most of the people just were sitting there with blank looks on their faces smoking one cigarette after another and sipping coffee. I tried real hard to understand and identify with what the topic was but I really couldn't tell you what the topic was.
About half way through the meeting I noticed a friend who was just as bored as I was and it occurred to me that this meeting was like the night of the living dead. Whatever it was they were talking about didn't have anything to do with anything real. It was one of those meetings were the leader chooses his buds to expound on a topic so vague that they end up rambling on about nothing. I would have liked to raise my hand and tell them that I hadn't had a thought to drink in a while but after attending that meeting, oblivion seemed like a viable option. But instead I sat like everybody else and waited, waited until the end so I could talk about what was really going on with me with a real friend that knew me.
It occurred to me that those meetings were nothing more than a medium for egomaniacs to postulate their interpretation of "the program" in front of other egomaniacs who sit and prepare their speech in silence. It is very sick.
Suddenly I realized what an AA meeting or an SOS meeting or any other "meeting" was for. YOU GO TO SOBRIETY MEETINGS TO MEET SOBER PEOPLE. Wow what a concept. So if you go to a meeting and sit in the back row and smoke ten cigarettes and think about what you're going to have for dinner after the meeting, you've missed the whole point and purpose of the meeting. I believe that a vital part of my sobriety is the people I meet at the meetings and who become good friends. I can't stay sober in this drunken world without sober friends. I have tried. I need other people with the same problem to talk to and to share my most intimate thoughts with. So from now on I am going to make it a point to really meet people at my meetings -- AA, or SOS -- and not just sit like everybody else and stare.
Posted 4/17/99