Having split my formative years between California and Spain (where the drinking age was 16, if it was enforced at all), I can safely say that the novelty wore off damn quick after a couple hangovers in High School. I got a lot of the partying elements out of my system by the time I came back at 17, so while my friends were wigging out about access to booze, I was pretty much over it. That said, the idea of me at 18 and a bunch of other 18 year olds full of testosterone with access to ordnance may've been a terrifying situation. Giving an American teenager the responsibility of being a soldier and a substance that takes responsibility away at the same time just seems like a recipe for disaster.