I've consumed my fair share of fermented and distilled beverages.  And, more often than not,  I have enjoyed the experience.

During one of my forays into alcoholic consumption, I arrived at the following postulation:

Everyone has an evil liquor

The fundamental principle of this postulation is that every person who enjoys alcohol has a particular version of alcohol that is anathema to their very existence.

Mine is the spirit distilled from the following:

Seriously, why would any person with a shred of sanity pour something down their gullet what tasted like a Christmas Tree?

I have never been inebriated due to gin, and I hope I never am.