Not a bit of it. Nature has often shown that our worst faults can be found in the animal kingdom, which we look down upon with that – all too human – condescension. Ptilocercus lowii, the pen-tailed treeshrew, spends its time imbibing the fermented nectar of palm trees. And it seems this rodent isn’t the only one to pub-crawl its way around the natural bars of the Malaysian jungle: there is a whole cohort of inveterate tipplers, including a multitude of inebriated insects, hoards of boozed-up bats, a regiment of razzled rats, a quadroon of plastered primates propping up the palm bars (OK, in that case, we know we share some common ancestry). In any case, that makes quite a bunch of alcoholics at the foot of the wine tree, and not a one to pull any of the others out of their drunkenness, not one to provide a good example of sobriety; even the spider is unsteady on its eight pins!
All of which leads to a social question of some importance in this time of great coercive resolutions: is alcohol consumption natural?