All right, folks!
Here is the latest.
I have just got my new Radio outfit rigged up in my gold-plated sanctum, but haven’t yet mastered the art of “tuning” it correctly, and here is the first thing I got over the ether waves. Two speakers were holding forth at the same time—a Hardshell preacher at Pumkin Run, and a democratic candidate for sheriff at Frog Level. And here is what I got:
“Firstly, brethering and sistering, we want to consider the great question of the salvation of our immortal tariff for revenue only as laid down by the inspired writers of the New Testocratic Handbook for 1920. Amen! Brethering, it makes my heart bleed to see so many poor souls going down to that awful Republican tariff which will cost the American citizens endless eternity for the next two years. We must get our hearts right with God and a Democratic congress at the next election. This blessed book tells us that we must forsake our sins and make our callings and my election for sheriff absolutely certain. If the Democratic members of this church will read their Bibles and pray without confidence in what the Republicans say, there will be a great outpouring of the Democratic spirit, and when the sheep and goats are separated in November, they will all be found standing on the right hand of a Democratic sheriff, world without end, Amen! Hurrah for our side!”
From the front page of The Fool-Killer, October, 1922. James Larkin Pearson is editor and owner of The Fool-Killer, published in Boomer, N.C.
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