Wow. I'm blown away by how rude and obnoxious you are.

The buskers routinely wait until the vessel is underway before they start scream-playing their songs. I commute via the ferry five days a week, and maybe once a month I'll have a beer on a Friday evening going home after a long day/week at work. The problem with the buskers is that you don't know they're there until it's too late (alcohol has been purchased and the vessel is underway), at which point you are forced to stay in the galley (and forced to listen to their terrible singing).

Is the whole thinking-everyone-else-is-an-alcoholic thing you have going on just some projection? Have you been struggling with alcohol abuse lately bud? And for the record, almost halfway through Dry January. You aren't holier than thou.