When a country has its knickers in such a twist as Britain -- literally -- that's when sharia starts to look not half bad by comparison.
By the time it's a common thing for college students and other "drunken yobs," as the Daily Mail put it, to shuffle down city streets with their drawers around their feet -- at least when they're not pissing on war memorials -- you're either musing about sharia (or something close enough), or you're looking for a good monastery to hide out in as the Dark Ages descend and civilization disappears.
I MEAN, for God's sake:
ACTUALLY, after looking at that picture, I think flogging in the streets might not be such a bad idea. Flog one, teach 1,000?
The image of a drunk student urinating on a war memorial has provoked a furious backlash from relatives who had laid wreaths of poppies in tribute to their loved ones.
John Ievers, the grandson of a World War I soldier who died in 1917, branded student Philip Laing, 19, a 'drunken idiot' for desecrating the memorial in Baker's Pool, Sheffield.
The 49-year-old software sales consultant said: 'I am annoyed - he's a drunken idiot.
'He should be made to clean the streets of Sheffield or do some kind of community service.'
Mr Ievers placed the tribute - a solitary wooden cross with poppy decoration - to his grandfather on the memorial on Remembrance Day last November. Edwin Ievers was 32 when he was killed in France in October 1917.
The youth was one of 2,000 university students taking part in an organised seven-hour pub crawl in Sheffield, during which many familiar scenes of debauchery were seen.
Half-naked women collapsed on the street while young men ran among passing traffic.
But by far the worst moment came when Laing, a sports technology student at Sheffield Hallam University, staggered to the World War I memorial and urinated on it. Other revellers seemed oblivious, but the incident was reported to security staff who washed down the memorial with water.
'He should be made to clean the memorial at the very least,' Mr Ievers added. 'He must have been paralytic.
'I don't think he should be flogged in the streets or anything but there should be some reparation.
'But this sort of thing goes on all the time in Sheffield with freshers week [Freshmen week -- R21]. They had to take the fountain out because someone was killed. They would do a pyjama jump but too many of them came down with hypothermia.'
What I see in these pictures -- and in stories such as this and this -- is a culture at the end of its days of wine and roses. A culture living for its distractions, because distractions are the only reasons it has anymore.
The distractions, meantime, are having the last laugh.
Getting "stewed" in your own juices not only is a bitch, it's also fraught with irony.