All of this was, of course, a bunch of bullshit.
Without liquor, there was no reduction in domestic violence
and political corruption actually grew. Prohibition also opened the door for
bootleggers and mobsters to become very rich.
But the most disturbing thing was that the Temperance
Movement was actually started by a bunch of women who nagged long enough and
loud enough until they finally got their way. They decided that, in the name of
religion, they would eradicate liquor. It didn't matter that booze was part of
what made America
free.
It's a fact that the Puritans loaded more beer than water
onto the Mayflower before they cast off for the New World
and there wasn't any cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, or
pumpkin pie at the first Thanksgiving, but there was beer, brandy, gin, and
wine. It's also a fact that the very first construction project at Harvard
was a brewery so that a steady supply of beer could be served in the student
dining halls. And it's another fact that the first Kentucky whiskey was made in 1789 by a
Baptist minister. Even Abraham Lincoln held a liquor license and operated
several taverns.
These bitchy women wanted their way and eventually achieved
their goal of making the majority of Americans believe that to let booze pass
their lips is to sin.
In the end, Prohibition didn't work. It was a fucking
failure of giant proportions and was repealed via the Twenty-first
Amendment to the United States Constitution eighty-five years ago, on
December 5, 1933.
The worst thing about it was that even after Prohibition,
the moral stigma attached to liquor consumption stuck. Even to this day, most
conventional Protestant groups are against drinking. But there were two very
cool things that happened because of Prohibition:
Generally, before Prohibition, saloons were reserved for
men, where they drank beer and whisky. During Prohibition, it became very
hip to drink. It was a badge of honor to actually know how to gain access to a
speakeasies. So, more and more women actually began to drink.
Moonshine, Bathtub Gin and other compact spirits were so
terrible that bartenders started inventing ways to make it tolerable. They
began to used fruit juices, soda pop and a variety of other mixers. Thus, the
modern cocktail was born.
So here we are. Seventy-nine years after the death of the
worst, and best, thing to happen to American drinkers. Raise your glasses
and drink to Prohibition. Drink because it ended; drink because it happened;
and, mostly, drink because you can.
Cheers!
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