IF BY WHISKEY
On Friday, April 4, 1952, a 29-year-old Mississippi state
representative named Noah Sweat delivered a speech at a dinner banquet for his
fellow legislators. He was nearing the end of his only term in office.
Mississippi was debating the legalization of liquor at the time and the young
Rep. Sweat (whose nickname was “Soggy,” by the way), was invited to speak to
the controversy.
The speech he delivered that evening took him several weeks
to compose, and has gone down in the annals of rhetorical history. He spoke
passionately, brilliantly and with great conviction… for both sides:
“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, 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.
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