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.