When I drank regularly, my cocktail of choice was an ice cold Jack and Coke. I savored the burning sensation in my mouth and throat when I took my first swallow. I looked forward to the moment I reached sweet, numb bliss. I rarely drank too much, and only one occasion comes to mind on which I made obviously bad decisions as a result of my inebriation. I was on a short business trip a few years ago. After I had attended all required meetings, I headed into the city to seek out an adventure. I started drinking in the park, ...