Sacrificing Spirits: The Peculiar Ritual of Dry January

'Tis the season for joy, not self-inflicted suffering

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The genuine issue with Dry January isn’t the abstinence; it’s the ill-timed attempt to suck the joy out of the post-yuletide wasteland. Why not try Dry April? The sun is shining; the flowers are blooming, and all the birds are happily singing. Wouldn’t that make sobriety slightly…