I once spoke French coherently with frenchmen, when I was drunk out of my mind, about ten years ago. About the Code Napoleon to be precise. I do not know French beyond a few words. Just one example. I have a strong aversion to modern France, if anything. But I have had several past lives there. It has happened that I remember a lot of things more clearly when in the right company and listening to, for instance, world war 2 German music. It is actually the reason I drink so seldom, because the walls between the lives get exceedingly thin sometimes. Imagine having fought countless wars. Patience with people belonging to the categories Uncle Pinochet threw out of helicopters go below zero and I beat them up without hesitation. It would be very easy to lose control and ruin life plans and efforts. It has happened, when I was younger and unfortunately drank in public occasionally. I.e. if someone insults me and expect me to mouth back, I simply elbow them in the face and break it. People nowadays never consider physical differences, they expect big people to just take their crap. Never had problems with the police and I plan to keep it that way, however. So I do not drink in public whatsoever. Only with a couple of Alte Kameraden, about once a year. It virtually always brings things back. Without the negatives of illegal physical confrontation with people I consider enemies, traitors, invaders and so forth.