About deceased Westport party boy Brian Euston’s blood alcohol levels…
After spending an evening at Kelly’s in Westport with his friends, Euston blasted off in the wee small hours of the morning at closing time last fall for parts unknown. Then, after being "overly friendly" to a man’s girlfriend near America’s Pub – and being warned to leave her alone, but persisting in "getting into" her face – Euston was punched, fell, hit his head and later died, prosecutors say.
Now forget about the racial or security aspects of the incident…
The bottom line is Euston’s blood-alcohol level was .387, nearly five times the legal limit for drinking and driving. Five times!
".387 is pretty damn high," says an area attorney specializing in DUI law. "I mean, close to the highest I’ve seen. I’ve heard of people dying of alcohol poisoning at less than that. The fact that the kid could even walk is surprising to me. If you’re at .300 even there’s a good chance you’re face down in your own vomit."
Here’s what a .387 blood alcohol level really means, since most of the "news" stories prefer to downplay Euston’s extreme state of drunkeness and focus more on a handsome young white man dying at the hands of a black man with a police record:
According to Loyola Marymount University, the following syptoms occur at the listed blood alcohol levels.
- .120 Vomiting usually occurs (unless this level is reached slowly or a person has developed a tolerance to alcohol).
- .150 Balance and movement are impaired. At this BAC. level an equivalent of 1/2 pint of whiskey is circulating in the blood stream.
- .150-.25 Most people begin to experience blackouts
- .300 Many people lose consciousness.
- .400 Most people lose consciousness and some die.
- .450 Breathing stops. This is a fatal dose for most people.
Euston was just a hair below .400, meaning he had the equivalent of well-over a pint of whiskey circulating in his bloodstream.
I asked one Westport bar owner if he thought Euston would still be alive today if he’d left Kelly’s at even two to three times the legal limit. His answer: "Absolutely."
Or if he’d grabbed one of the many cabs that cluster outside Kelly’s or if the bar had called a taxi for him?
"He’d still be alive," the bar owner says. "But this is the type of thing that could have happened in the parking lot at Arrowhead during a Chiefs game. It’s got nothing to do really with Westport."
Clearly it’s a family tragedy. And two wrongs don’t make a right. But if there’s a lesson to be learned here, how about drinking responsibly?
"My other point would be, if somebody could walk around at .387 they’re probably a pretty damned good drinker," the attorney says. "With a very high tolerance. A casual drinker would literally pass out before they got to .387. At .387 you don’t know what the hell you’re doing. I couldn’t even see a cab at .387."