Pros and Cons of Whiskey

Judge Sweat on Whiskey

Judge Noah S. “Soggy” Sweat, Jr. (2 October 1922-23 February 1996) was a judge, law professor, and state representative in Mississippi for one term, elected when he was just 24. He is best known for his 1952 speech on the floor of the Mississippi state legislature concerning whiskey. Reportedly, the speech took Sweat two and a half months to write. And here it is, in its entirety:
My friends, I had not intended to discuss this controversial subject at this particular time. However, I want you to know that I do not shun controversy. On the contrary, I will take a stand on any issue at any time, regardless of how fraught with controversy it might be. You have asked me how I feel about whiskey. All right, here is how I feel about whiskey:If when you say whiskey you mean the devil’s brew, the poison scourge, the bloody monster, that defiles innocence, dethrones reason, destroys the home, creates misery and poverty, yea, literally takes the bread from the mouths of little children; if you mean the evil drink that topples the Christian man and woman from the pinnacle of righteous, gracious living into the bottomless pit of degradation, and despair, and shame and helplessness, and hopelessness, then certainly I am against it.

But, if when you say whiskey you mean the oil of conversation, the philosophic wine, the ale that is consumed when good fellows get together, that puts a song in their hearts and laughter on their lips, and the warm glow of contentment in their eyes; if you mean Christmas cheer; if you mean the stimulating drink that puts the spring in the old gentleman’s step on a frosty, crispy morning; if you mean the drink which enables a man to magnify his joy, and his happiness, and to forget, if only for a little while, life’s great tragedies, and heartaches, and sorrows; if you mean that drink, the sale of which pours into our treasuries untold millions of dollars, which are used to provide tender care for our little crippled children, our blind, our deaf, our dumb, our pitiful aged and infirm; to build highways and hospitals and schools, then certainly I am for it.

This is my stand. I will not retreat from it. I will not compromise.

I have to say, I agree completely!

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The wisdom of our ancestors

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You could drink or—

Social Worker: Do you drink?

Man: Yes.

Social Worker: How much a day?

Man: Three six packs.

Social Worker: How much is a six pack?

Man: about $10.00.

Social Worker: And how long have you been drinking that much?

Man: Fifteen years.

Social Worker: So one six pack costs you $10.00, and you have three
six-packs a day, which puts your spending each month at about $900. In
one year, it would be $10,800. Correct?

Man: Yeah, that math works out. Sure.

Social Worker: If in one year you spend $10,800, not accounting for
inflation, the past 15 years puts your spending at around $162,000,
correct?

Man: Yep.

Social Worker: Do you know that if you hadn’t drank all that beer,
that money could have been put in a step-up interest savings account
and, after accounting for compound interest for the past 15 years, you
could have now bought a brand new Ferrari?

long pause

Man: Do you drink?

Social Worker: No.

Man: Then why the hell are you driving a Chevy?

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Prozac Nation

By following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found inner peace. The article said:

The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you’ve started.

So I looked around the house to see all the things I had started and
hadn’t finished, and before leaving the house this morning…

I finished off a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white, a bottle of
Bailey’s Irish Cream, the dregs of the Kahlua and Wild Turkey, the
Prozac, some Valium, some cheesecake, last night’s leftover filet Mignon, and two boxes of chocolates.

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Don't let this happen to you

Yeah, it’s an oldie. But it’s a goodie!

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A bum asked a man on the street for $2.

“Will you buy booze?” the man asks, to which the bum replies, “No, I don’t drink.”

The man took in the bum’s tattered and clothes and worn-out shoes and asked, “Will you gamble it away?”

Again the bum replies, “No, I don’t gamble.”

Intrigued, the man took another tack. “Will you while away the productive working day at the golf course?”

And once again the bum replies “No, I don’t play golf.”

Then the man asks, “Will you come home with me so my wife can see what happens to a man who doesn’t drink, gamble or play golf?”

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A Bad Day

 

There I was sitting at the bar staring at my drink when a large, trouble-making biker steps up next to me, grabs my drink and gulps it down in one swig.
“Well, whatcha’ gonna do about it?”, he says, menacingly, as I burst into tears.

“Come on, man,” the biker says, “I didn’t think you’d CRY.  I can`t stand to see a man crying.”

“This is the worst day of my life,” I say. “I’m a complete failure.  I was late to a meeting and my boss fired me.  When I went to the parking  lot, I found my car had been stolen and I don’t have any insurance.   I left my wallet in the cab I took home.   I found my wife with another man and then my dog bit me.”

“So I came to this bar to work up the courage to put an end to it all, I buy a drink, I drop a capsule in and sit here watching the poison dissolve; then you show up and drink the whole thing!  But enough about me, how’s your day going?”

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In today’s world, many resort to abusing drugs and alcohol, why are so many becoming addicted and not only destroying their lives but the lives of others around them as well?

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The Honest Drunk

Honest Drunk

A woman was shopping at her local supermarket
where she selected
a quart of 2% milk, a carton of eggs, a quart of orange juice, a
head of romaine lettuce, a 2lb. can of coffee, and a 1 lb. package
of bacon. As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check
out, a drunk standing behind her watched as she placed the items in
front of the cashier.

 

He said, “You must be
single.”

The woman, a bit startled but intrigued
by the derelict’s intuition,
looked at her six items on the belt. Seeing nothing particularly
unusual about her selections she said, “Well, you know what,
you’re absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know
that?”

The drunk replied, “‘Cause you’re
ugly.”

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 Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

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In today’s world, many resort to abusing drugs and alcohol, why are so many becoming addicted and not only destroying their lives but the lives of others around them as well?

The Lecture

A cop sees an older gentleman staggering slightly down the street. It’s 1:00 in the morning. He pulls over for a chat.

“Good evening, sir,” the cop says. “Is everything OK?”

“Why yes, officer, thank you,” the man says, speaking a bit thickly.

“Where are you headed?” the cop asks.

“I’m on my way to a lecture about alcohol abuse and the effects it has on the human body,” the man says with certainty.

“Sir, it’s 1:00 in the morning,” the cop says. “Who would be giving a lecture on that topic at this hour?”

The man nods, looks the cop in the eye, and says, “My wife.”

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The Alligator and the Sore Tooth

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A new guy in town walks into a bar and reads a
sign that hangs over the bar… FREE BEER! FREE BEER FOR THE PERSON
WHO CAN PASS THE TEST! So the guy asks the bartender what the test
is.

Bartender replies “Well, first you have to drink that whole
gallon of pepper tequila, the WHOLE thing at once and you can’t make
a face while doing it. Second, there’s a ‘gator out back with a sore
tooth…you have to remove it with your bare hands. Third, there’s a
woman up-stairs who’s never had an orgasm. You gotta make things right for her.” The guy says, “Well, as much as I would love free beer, I won’t do it. You have to be nuts to drink a gallon
of pepper tequila and then get crazier from there.

Well, as time goes on and the man drinks a few, he asks, “Wherez
zat teeqeelah?”

He grabs the gallon of tequilla with both hands, and downs it with a
big slurp and tears streaming down his face. Next, he staggers out
back and soon all the people inside hear the most frightening
roaring and thumping, then silence. The man staggers back into the
bar, his shirt ripped and big scratches all over his body.

“Now” he says “Where’s that woman with the sore
tooth?”

 Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

For more information and a link to his hard cover and Ebooks,and contact information: please check his website.www.commonsensejourneys.com

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The World Goes Around

There’s this drunk standing out on the street
corner, and a cop passes by, and says, “What do you think
you’re doing?”

The drunk says, “I heard the world goes
around every 24 hours, and I’m waiting on my house.
Won’t be long
now, there goes my neighbor.”

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He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

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The Same Drunk at the Same Bar

A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk and
staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool and, with a belch, asks
the bartender for a drink. The bartender politely informs the man that
it appears he has already had plenty to drink and that he could not be
served additional liquor. The bartender offers to call a cab for him.

The drunk is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs
down from the bar stool, and staggers out the front door. A few minutes
later, the same drunk stumbles in the side door of the bar. He wobbles
up to the bar and hollers for a drink. The bartender comes over and –
still politely if not more firmly – refuses service to the man and again
offers to call a cab. The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment
angrily, curses, and shows himself out the side door, all the while
grumbling and shaking his head.

A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the back door of
the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits and
belligerently orders a drink. The bartender comes over and emphatically
reminds the man that he is drunk and will be served no drinks. He then
tells him that he can either call a cab or the police immediately.

The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless anguish
cries, “Man! How many bars do you work at?”