Vulcans and Booze

[Kotik]

Peace 'n long life, y'all

I'm currently working on a Post-Ep story for "Cease Fire" and I was wondering about the effect of Alcohol on Vulcans. I had a debate about that with WarpGirl, who said that Vulcans are completely unaffected by it, which would sort of contradict their strict refusal to drink it. Soval made it sound like one helluva exception that he accepted Shran's toast. I've always been under the impression that they don't drink booze because they can't take it so well.

Are there any established facts on the matter?

[Aquarius]

Not really, no, though I'll confess a lot of Tuvok stuff from Voyager is kind of fuzzy for me.

I think it's open and ambiguous enough that you could make it whatever you wanted it to be, as long as it makes sense when you present it. Yes, Vulcan physiology is different from Human, but think of all the times it's been shown to be similar: for example, in TOS, Spock was just as susceptible to that disease that made everybody act all drunk and crazy in "The Naked Time." There was also an outtake from near the end "Carbon Creek" that was pretty interesting--if you'll recall, T'Pol was spinning a yarn over wine, and Archer kept pouring to keep her talking. In the outtake they played it like they'd gotten more than a little tipsy--T'Pol included. Now, I don't know if that was just the actors goofing around, or if the director wanted to try something and told them to play it that way, but if the latter was the case, then it's interesting to note the possibility that those in charge believed that T'Pol could, in fact, get drunk. Again not a cold hard fact, but something to consider as you decide.

The thing of it is: yes, sometimes canon will say one thing, but usually you can find it contradicted somewhere else down the line, either from another piece of canon, or the application of plain old common sense. The bottom line: do whatever is going to serve the plot and the characters, whatever is going to let you tell the better story.

[Alelou]

If T'Pol can develop a secret sweet tooth and get cavities, I'm willing to bet she could also experience both the positive and negative aspects of drinking alcohol.

In fact, she'd probably be a real sucker for sweet girly drinks.

[Asso]

Me too, I bet.

[Kotik]

Taking Spock as a yardstick is tricky, he's half human. Alcohol is a neurotoxin though and everything beginning with neuro seems awfully susceptible in Vulcans.

[Alelou]

Though Phlox also says Vulcan neurology is more resilient than Human.

So maybe Vulcans could drink most other species under the table...

[Aikiweezie]

I'd like to see a fic where T'Pol gets a little drunk and therefore a little too honest. Or Trip, too for that matter. After Bound, though.

I'm guessing that having heard so many Vulcans declare that they don't drink that they must be affected by it - or why else would they avoid it - it would just be another beverage to them, yes?

[Distracted]

Lookit what I found. Dunno where it's from. Somebody quoted it without attribution on a thread I found here called "Vulcans and alcohol", so somebody somewhere has definitely had this discussion before.

Make no mistake—Captain Kirk and his crew were cowboys and they treated the universe like the Wild West. There was always a lot of solemn talk about the Prime Directive and not interfering with native cultures, but that went right out the window the moment Kirk laid eyes on the first attractive female of whatever species they came across. Sure, they solved a lot of problems, but half the time they were solving problems they created. The crew of the original Enterprise wasn’t trying to unite the universe, they weren’t trying to right the universe’s many and sundry wrongs—they were looking for kicks.

And alcohol played an essential role in that quest. It was a beautiful situation—you not only got to drink, you got to drink ales, wines and liquors the human race couldn’t even imagine. And they always seemed stronger than our silly earthling libations, every alien race bragged their booze would floor a human if he so much as looked in the bottle’s direction. Klingon Blood Wine, Romulan Ale, Saurian Brandy—they came on harder than a photon torpedo barrage and when you woke up, if you woke up, you’d be nursing a nebula-sized hangover the fastest warp drive in the universe couldn’t outrun. Humans were considered the lightweights of the universe, a bunch of Bartle-and-James swilling high school punks among whiskey-chugging dilithium-crystal miners.

Then Kirk and his boys came along. Kirk could not only hold his own with the extraterrestrial hooch, he was backed up by a hard-pounding crew. Spock wasn’t much help (Vulcans are the designated drivers of the Universe), but Dr. Leonard "Bones" McCoy thought so little of the potent alien liquors he administered them as cough syrup. And he had skills too, when he wasn’t wiping out planetary epidemics and pronouncing any number of security crewmen dead, he was concocting cocktails that that would become infamous from one end of the galaxy to the other. And Scotty, don’t get me started on that beautiful son of a (I'm trying to say a bad word but can't). Born and bred to it like a bird dog, this Aberdeen son could drink a transporter room full of aliens under the table then whistle Tura-lura-lura all the way back to his private stash of scotch. These three walk in a Klingon pub and half an hour later Klingon heads are hitting tables like Bacchus’s own drum roll.

And why shouldn’t they have been boozy philanderers? Their creator, Gene Rodenberry certainly was. So was the inventor of the Warp Drive, Zefram Cochrane. Zeph refused to pilot a starship sober, under any circumstances, and was even able to coerce that super-PC empath Counselor Troi into getting hammered on shots of tequila.

It was because of the hard (yet somehow enjoyable) work of the original crew that earthlings soon enjoyed a universal reputation as being the hardest drinking wild-asses who ever rode a rocket into space. Then everything went to hell.

The Synthehol Boondoggle
Synthehol. It sounds like aftershave without the kick, which is sadly close to the truth. After Kirk finished ripping up (and repopulating) the universe, a bunch of Earl Grey-sipping sissies followed in his wake. Star Trek: The Next Generation absorbed the political correctness of its era and came up with sinister synthehol. Instead of chugging their hooch from bottles liberated from burning Romulan Birds of Prey, on-board replicators create the libations swilled on the latter-day Federation starships. An obvious bow to MADD, these artificial liquors are supposed to taste and smell exactly like alcohol but mete out no hangovers and here’s the kicker—its effects can be easily disregarded. In other words, the current writers are attempting to take advantage of the inherent drama of the ship’s lounge and its booze while being able to say to the network censors, “It doesn’t really get them drunk.”

Problem is, people (and aliens) keep getting loaded on the stuff. Real alcohol-based hooch is available for the right price -- even that tea-sipping, starship-surrendering ponce Picard has the bartender keep a bottle of real-deal Aldeberan Whiskey behind the bar for his own private use. Make no mistake though, just because his family owns a vineyard on Earth and he stashed some good stuff doesn’t mean he’s a latter-day Kirk. Examine this exchange with the young Wesley Crusher after the lad had tucked into a little hooch.

Wesley: So you mean I'm drunk! I feel strange, but also good.
Picard: (huffily putting aside his knitting) Because you have lost the capacity for self-judgment. Alcohol does this, Wesley!

Kirk would have challenged the upstart whelp to a Romulan Ale drinking contest, then hooked him up with an Orion slave girl.

The only latter-day crew member who might be cool enough to hang with Kirk’s crew is Worf, who keeps getting the Klingon slogan, “It’s a good day to die” mixed up with “It’s a good day to drink.” He also likes dishing out the threats when Picard and his gang of lightweights invite him to have spritzers with them. “You would be so drunk you would not be able to stand,” he tells Riker after he asks for a taste of Klingon hooch. And he expresses the universal drunkard sentiment to Picard: “Don’t get between me and my blood wine!” An alien after my own heart.

The hardest drinking human is probably Chief O’Brien down in Engineering. There’s something about the engineering room that seems to either attract drunks or drive men to drink. Maybe it’s that weird low hum that’s always coming off the dilithium crystals, or the lingering, hard-to-shake realization that if a single molecule of matter gets into the antimatter chamber the whole shebang explodes into a black hole the size of Pluto. Wouldn’t you be getting hammered any chance you got?

As far as synthehol tasting exactly like alcohol—well, it didn’t pass the Scotty test. He tasted the swill during an appearance on the new Star Trek and was ready to start cracking some heads, old-Trek style, when Data hastily came up with a dusty bottle of Aldeberan Whiskey (probably Picard’s bottle). From that point on that smarmy android was aces in my Captain’s Log.

But enough of the new, let’s get back to the old, where the Saurian Brandy flowed like Klingon blood wine and Yeomen wore miniskirts so short they’d make a Ferengi blush.

The Enemy Within
Due to a transporter malfunction, Kirk is split into two separate captains—one wildass, one mild mannered. Which, coincidentally, is the exact same excuse I use after my fifth shot of tequila.

The wildass Kirk wastes no time getting the party started, storming into sick bay and demanding a bottle of Saurian Brandy, which McCoy apparently keeps around for medicinal purposes. When McCoy demurs, Kirk goes last-call crazy: "I said give me the brandy!" he snarls, then chokes the doctor a little bit to get his point across. McCoy, rethinking his previous selfishness, coughs it up. Kirk snatches it away and starts hitting the hooch the moment he steps into the hallway, managing to almost finish it off before he decides to pay a visit to the quarters of Yeoman Rand, the leggy blonde who’d been giving him the eye. It doesn’t go so well from there and Kirk gets a nasty facial scratch for his troubles. Hey, all he wanted to do was party.

The Tholian Web
The crew is going crazy from space waves and Dr. McCoy instructs everyone to slam a diluted shot of Klingon nerve poison to deaden certain nerve impulses. Scott refuses until McCoy tells him he used alcohol as the diluting agent and that, after drinking it, a man could be hit with phaser stun without feeling a thing. "Any good scotch will do that,” Scottie says and drinks it down.

By Any Other Name
When a gang of super beings who’ve taken human form hijack the Enterprise, Kirk decides to undo them by appealing to their new-found human sensations. Kirk goes for the seduction (natch), McCoy employs his powers of irritation and Scotty brings into play his own special strength—he tries to drink one of them under the table.

"Lad, you're gonna need something to wash that down with,” Scotty says, strolling over to where the alien Tomar eats. “Have you ever tried any Saurian brandy?" Tomar shakes his head no and they repair to Scotty’s quarters for an interspecies drink-off. They drink every bottle of brandy Scotty has on hand, which is saying something because Scotty was apparently stocked up for a very long drought. Tomar is hanging in there like an Irish uncle and Scotty decides it’s time to go for the big guns, dragging out his treasured bottle of Ganymede Scotch. Talk about self-sacrifice. Tomar inquires, "What is it?" All Scotty can squeeze out is, “Well, it's . . . um . . . it's green." (Data would repeat the exact same line when he produced the bottle in the aforementioned encounter with Scotty.)

They tuck into the scotch and just before they polish it off Tomar takes a dive. Scotty, his job done, takes a little nap himself seconds later. Humans: 1 Super Aliens: 0.

Requiem for Methuselah
Detained by yet another super-powered alien, Kirk and his away team are forced to hang around and drink one hundred-year-old Saurian Brandy. No one is more surprised than Kirk and Bones when Spock opts to join them in a drink. So perhaps Spock isn’t a teetotaler at all, merely a snob.

Soon a much looser Spock is playing the piano and making rare confessions: “I am close to experiencing an unaccustomed emotion." "What emotion is that?" McCoy wants to know. "Envy," Spock replies. Drinking someone else’s hundred-year-old Saurian brandy tends to induce that emotion. Later Spock has to wipe Kirk’s brain so he forgets the chick he gets hooked on. Spock uses a mind probe, not the brandy.

Obsession
Spock approaches McCoy, asking a rare favor indeed. He tells Bones, “I need your advice.”

“Then I need a drink,” McCoy answers, then, while “having a drop,” offers some to the Vulcan, who refuses, snidely firing back: "My father's race was spared the dubious benefits of alcohol." McCoy comes right back at him with: "Oh. Now I know why they were conquered." Game, set and match, baby.

The Ultimate Computer
After Kirk gets replaced by a new super-computer (they call Kirk Captain Dunsel, for crissakes), the good Doctor McCoy soothes Kirk’s bruised ego with his own special concoction: Finagle’s Folly, a cocktail which he brags is famous from “here to Orion.” Now that’s a doctor I’d trust my life with.


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A Quick Guide to Alien Alcohol
If you plan to planet-hop, you better know what they’re shoving across the bar. They tend to be stronger, more colorful, occasionally radioactive, and some can leave you with a permanent hangover. Here’s a taste:

Aldeberan Whiskey
A potent green liquor that Scotty was particularly fond of. Then again, he’d be fond of tribbles if he could suck hooch out of them. The prop bottle used in the series is actually a modified bottle of Cuervo Gold 1800 Tequila.

Blood Wine
A variety of super-fortified Klingon vino, Worf programmed the replicators aboard the latter-day Enterprise to produce a close approximation. Served warm, it is traditionally pounded by Klingon warriors being inducted into the elite Order of the Bat’lesth. If you fancy yourself a more sophisticated intergalactic marauder, you can add a splash to gin and vermouth and you got yourself a Klingon Martini. The prop bottle was a bottle of Cuervo Margarita Mix with a coat of white paint.

Chateau Picard
A fine wine produced at the Picard family vineyards in Labarre, France. Probably about 2% alcohol, it hits you like the slap of a silk glove. As opposed to Kirk Ripple which is 25% and comes on like a flying two-legged kick.

Finagle’s Folly
Perfected by Kirk’s personal physician/mixologist Dr. Leonard McCoy, he bragged to Kirk he was famous "from here to Orion" for this cocktail. By the expression on Kirk’s face after he tasted it, he was thinking, “You mean, infamous, don’t ya, Bones?”

Kanar
The Glennfiddich of Cardassia, this viscous brown liquid apparently takes some getting used to. But, as the Cardassians like to say, “If you can drink three bottles in a single setting you won’t get a hangover. Because you’ll be dead.”

Mot'loch
A potent Klingon booze that is traditionally guzzled as part of a traditional observance of the Klingon Day of Honor. The observance includes the Ritual of Twenty Painsticks, combat with a bat'leth master, and a traverse of the sulfur lagoons of Gorath. Makes St. Patty’s Day look like an AA meeting.

Romulan Ale
This real ale (as in real (I'm trying to say a bad word but can't) strong) brewed by the Romulan Empire is illegal to possess in Federation territory, although the crew of the Enterprise never seemed to have any problem getting their hands on it. Light blue in color, it is responsible for at least one war between the Federation and the Klingon Empire (Kirk thought it was a bright idea to serve it during a diplomatic conference.) While the quality of their booze is beyond reproach, the uptight Romulans make for poor party guests. They’re so un-hip even their glassware is square.

Samarian Sunset
A cocktail sometimes prepared by Commander Data. It initially appears clear, but develops a multicolored hue when the rim of the glass is tapped sharply. Don’t know what it tastes like, but I’ll wager it’s a little fruity.

Saurian Brandy
The intergalactic version of Thunderbird. Enjoyed by Captain Kirk, and sometimes the crew when he wasn’t hogging it all. This liquor seems readily available on even the most backwater of planets and was responsible for Kirk landing in the brig at least once. The prop bottle was actually a George Dickel Tennessee Sour Mash Whiskey carafe.

Synthehol
This is the infamous alcohol-substitute served up by the Ferengi on the latter-day Star Trek spin-offs. It’s designed to supply the taste and odor of alcohol, without the hangover and kick. Check, please!

Tzartak Aperitif
Specialty beverage served by Guinan in the Enterprise-D's Ten Forward lounge. The drink is adjusted so its vapor point is one half degree below the body temperature of the patron, causing it to immediately evaporate upon contact with the drinker's tongue. You know, like Bud Light.

Tamarian Frost
Sweet drink served in Ten-Forward Lounge, this one is strictly for yeomen and androids.

Telluridian Synthale
A drink prized by the surviving colonists on the planet Turkana IV, the beverage was scarce enough to become a commodity worth stealing from opposing cadres. Sounds to me like the writers like to take ski vacations in Colorado.

Vulcan Port
Very intoxicating to alien races, the Vulcans claimed this insanely strong liquor merely served to clear their minds and palettes. Uh huh. My dad used to say the same thing about Jim Beam. Reportedly tasting like crap until it’s been aged at least two-hundred years, it is not recommended for the casual homebrewer.

Warnog
The Klingons claim warnog is a ferocious ale with more bite than a Kazakian Saber Shark, but it sounds to me like they’re trying to toughen up the local version of eggnog.

Wee Bairns Scotch Whiskey
Chief O'Brien and Dr Bashir got loaded on this stuff then proceeded to launch into an off-key rendition of "Chariots of Fire." You know, the same effect Zima has on theater majors. Suddenly Klingon Blood Wine doesn’t sound so bad.

There's also this:

Vulcans generally do not drink alcoholic beverages, though they are depicted "indulging" on special occasions or as circumstances warrant. In the '' episode "Repression," Humans and Vulcans are seen drinking a Vulcan alcoholic drink called "Vulcan Brandy." In the TOS episode "The Enterprise Incident," as part of his diversionary role during an espionage mission against the Romulans, Spock shares a drink (most likely Romulan Ale) with the female Romulan commander. In a later TOS episode "Requiem For Methuselah," Spock specifically requests a Terran brandy after Dr. McCoy, while serving himself and Captain Kirk, observes that he had no expectation that Spock would be joining them in a drink for fear that the alcohol would affect his logic faculties. In non-canon ''Trek''-related literature, such as the novelization of '', Vulcans are even depicted as immune to the effects of alcohol, but become inebriated by ingesting chocolate (this is also quickly alluded to in when Quark offers a Vulcan client some Vulcan Brandy or chocolate, which he infers something sexual when speaking of the chocolate).

Which I found here: http://www.tripatlas.com/Vulcans

[Kotik]

"Vulcans are the designated drivers of the universe"

[WarpGirl]

WHOA! Wait just a minute Kotik, you my friend paraphrase me too much. I never said Vulcans were completely immune to booze, I said I thought they could or might be immune to booze. I also mentioned (like my dear Aquarius has) that 'canon' (dreaded word) constantly contradicts itself. But keep in mind this, humans each have individual tolorance for booze. Me I can handle three drinks with a full stomache. My father, a whole lot more. My sister less than three. So if you have a Vulcan with a slow matabolism like Kov (how else could an engineer be so obese?) theoretically you could get them completely hammered with one beer. But I tend to think Vulcans don't really get drunk, after seeing First Contact and watching them drink shots of tequila, I'm thinking they're more tolorant than Deanna. Although see her plastered was one of the best part of the movie.

[Escriba]

A friend of mine explained to me once that for metabolism causes Vulcans should need a lot of alcohol to get drunk (like Elvens in the LOTR movie; not book), while Andorians would get drunk rather easily

I want to ask another quite unrelated thing. I'm writing chapter 9 of Mirage and I wanted to know: Archer has whisky or bourbon in his cabin? And, depending on the answer, which whisky or bourbon is the best? (Not asking about labels here, just if there is somekind of better quality or it has something to do with the age; I'm a complete teetotaler and I know nothing about the issue )

[honeybee]

Bourbon is whiskey, its name just denotes whiskey brewed in America. This is similar to scotch, which is whiskey brewed in Scotland. Whiskey is grain alcohol aged in an oak barrel, the barrel is where the color comes from. The grain varies.

As to which it better, it is all a matter of taste. There are some absolutely excellent bourbons that would rival anything produced in Scotland or Ireland (Just known as irish whiskey) but don't try and tell that to a Scott. My guess is that Archer would have a good Kentucky or Tennessee Bourbon in his cabin.

Whiskey snobs tend to believe that single malt scotch (made from only one kind of malt as the name suggests) is the finest whiskey there is - but it is strong and an acquired taste. It's usually pretty expensive. There are also single malt versions of other types of whiskey, such as bourbon. Most people prefer blended whiskeys, as they go down easier.

I think Trek has always contradicted itself on the nature of Vulcans and drinking. My take is that it does affect them, that's why they avoid it. But it would also take more for them to get drunk than it would a human. They would also rarely drink it unless they had a good, social reason to do so. Spock does. T'Pol does in Carbon Creek. I also liked the fact that the crew of Enterprise drank alcohol - the real and not synthetic kind.

In my story, Family Secrets, Archer is getting a bit friendly with his bourbon though. I have T'Pol drinking as well, but she's careful and only does it in small quantities to be social. It's part of her adaptation to living permanently among humans.

edited to add: Whiskeys all taste very different, like wines all taste different. Where they are distilled makes a huge difference because the kind of grains used and the barrels used to age the whiskey have a big effect on taste. Bourbon is made with corn as a grain, so that changes the taste as well. Scotch is usually made with malted barley.

[WarpGirl]

Well maybe it's the Irish in me but my choice would always be a single malt Irish whiskey. But then I'm my grandfather's princess. As for a Vulcan metabolism, according to the informantion here...http://www.stogeek.com/wiki/Vulcan_%28Species%29, it says this... The hormonal activity within the Vulcan body is under muscular control and can be regulated by conscious processes by trained Vulcans. This allows such individuals to control their adrenaline, thyroid and other metabolic systems which, in turn, allows them to alter their heart rate, oxygen consumption and other bodily resources.

OK so if this is true... and I'm not 100% sure, I'd say that a Vulcan with training could theoretically prevent themselves from becoming intoxicated. But because the average Vulcan's heart-rate and metabolism is already so much higher then humans, I think true intoxication would be a real big stretch. You know Tuvok drank champange and wine during Voyager without incedent, but he hated coffee. Also Sarek I think had one or two drinks in several movies. Maybe Spock's hybrid physiology left him vunerable.

[Kotik]

OK so if this is true... and I'm not 100% sure, I'd say that a Vulcan with training could theoretically prevent themselves from becoming intoxicated. But because the average Vulcan's heart-rate and metabolism is already so much higher then humans, I think true intoxication would be a real big stretch. You know Tuvok drank champange and wine during Voyager without incedent, but he hated coffee. Also Sarek I think had one or two drinks in several movies. Maybe Spock's hybrid physiology left him vunerable.

That might be the clue I needed Since people like Soval and Sarek are trained and experienced Diplomats and since most species seem to have a knack for booze, it would be logical to assume, that they have training, how to handle such stuff. About Tuvok drinking wine - its a bit of a stretch to compare wine to Andorian Ale. If Archers face in "Babel One" is anything to go by it comes pretty close to russian Samogon and from own experience I know that this stuff packs a horrific punch. (3 glasses of it and I was wasted, even though I can take a lot of booze before loosing it)

If Shran is anything to go by the Andorians seem to be the russians of the ENT universe the blue guy guzzles Ale at any opportunity.

[WarpGirl]

Just don't forget that T'Pol was in the diplomatic core as well she was training to be a diplomat. Also I don't think that training to control your body would be limited to people who are diplomats so they can avoid getting drunk. I think most if not all Vulcans can and probably do recieve such training. The extant may vary of course, but when you live in such a hostile enviornment I think it would be neccessary. I checked the VLD found here...http://www.starbase-10.de/vld/ Look at all the diciplines Vulcans master. I'm not saying that every single Vulcan masters every single one. But since most Vulcans believe that Kholinar is an ultimate goal, I'd say that a good percentage recieve as much training as possible. A person like T'Pau for example would logically learn just about everything there. But then it also takes decades and decades. There is just a lot of options to consider, there is no right, or simple, answer.

PS On the Andorian thread we've pretty much decided that Andorians are a cross between the Russians and the Celts.