Yknow considering how Speakeasys at that time were a illegal place that everyone in secret went to, I can 100% see chat spamming to go into the speakeasy and Jerma refusing out of the notion of it being "ILLEGAL" I mean the man had to explain to chat how they shouldn't take financial advice from him for an full hour.
They used to show Japin' Jeremiah at the old streamie in my hometown all the time. The audience members were called 'chatters.' It's how my great-grandparents met.
Streaming back then was so much more pure. Just a man smoking cigars, no "serial killer jokes" or "worst noises you've ever heard" just a man and his tier list as God intended.
My grandfather would talk about him sending "mischievous telecommunications" to his mailbox, and his favorite hobby was scribbling on photographs of Jerald985 to make his visage look different.
"Morning, chaps, as I once again write for you from the Daily Paper. In this edition, I have compared various cigarette products based on their quality, and put them into a so-called 'tier list.'"
Jerald Elbertson (September 22, 1885 - December 9, 1945) was an American actor and media personality, known for his work on the long-running radio and film series Jerma. Born in Boston, Elbertson started his media career voicing silent films and newsreels in cinemas. In 1923, he signed on as a radio host for WGI, rising to fame with his dedicated radio show Jerma. In 1928, Elbertson moved to Las Vegas to work for KOH in Nevada. After the Wall Street Crash of 1929, Elbertson went into severe debt that he never managed to pay off; the stress made him exhibit unusual "psycho" behavior. In an attempt to stay afloat, Elbertson shifted the topic of Jerma to a leisure format where he described what he was doing at any given time, especially while playing sports or games, while reading letters sent to him from listeners. In the 1930s, he began distributing films of his activities, which were produced and released simultaneously with his radio show. This has since been considered one of the first attempts at livestreaming. When American involvement in World War II began in 1941, Elbertson became an entertainer for the United States military, but proved to be controversial, as he would frequently laugh at reports of vehicles being destroyed; his report on the Battle of Prokhorovka in 1943, one of the largest tank battles in history, led to a four-minute-long laughing fit, then the longest in radio history. Elbertson died of laughter on December 9, 1945 after witnessing the vehicle collision that killed General George S. Patton. He was buried at sea by being dropped from a C-47 Skytrain over the English Channel.
We can look back and laugh at these clips now with the benefit of distance, but it's worth remembering how Jeremiah's broadcasts triggered a bull-rush on the cigar market, directly leading to Black Thursday and the Great Depression. Untold thousands of lives relegated to crushing poverty by the casual hubris of one man -- a sobering thought, indeed.
I remember that damnable Thursday. A beautiful day, it was, and unusually temperate, as though sent by God to mock us. Not a cloud in the sky. All was peaceful, all quiet in our sleepy town. I had only just nipped out to the tobacconist - supplies had lately run low of Elbertson’s Choice, which provided me the excuse I’d awaited for a stroll in the day’s gorgeous weather. All was well. But, ah, it was not to last. It was precisely at this hour that Jeremiah began the broadcast you see today. Incredibly (it seems now), I was quite pleasantly surprised! A fellow enthusiast of fine tobacco product, beginning another of his renowned “product reviews” at just such an hour as that on which I’d ventured forth to purchase the very tobacco products featured in his broadcast. On the spur of the moment, I decided to “tune in,” this being the colloquialism at the time. Perhaps, I thought, I might even come away with a useful tidbit or two, to aid me in my purchasing exploits. I am afraid I considered the occurrence most opportune. Such were the possibilities racing through my mind that, by the time I reached the tobacconist’s, I found myself very much excited. To say nothing of the beneficence I might gain should I heed the advice of such a renowned tobacco enthusiast as Jeremiah, I must confess that the event promised to be one of rare excitement to our sleepy little town. One might say we lived “in the sticks,” you understand - we were no bustling metropolis - and we enthusiastically welcomed any diversion from our daily business, perfectly agreeable yet monotonous as it was. We had not come to understand yet how precious our peaceful boredom was. As I entered the shop, I spotted Elizabeth Richardson, its proprietor, tuning her own viewing device to Jermiah’s broadcast. I asked her, with some surprise, about the practice. It seemed she had gotten into the habit of displaying Jeremiah’s tobacco-related broadcasts in the shop as they aired. Does good for business, she confided, tipping me a wink. Inclines a body towards a certain tobacco-enjoying mood. That was Liz. Full of surprises. I had a feeling she would go far. Glancing at my watch, I hastily went to replenish my supply of Elbertson’s Choice, wishing to complete my purchase before the oncoming tide of Jeremiah’s followers arrived. No sooner had we concluded business than the screen brightened, the music cut off, and the broadcast started in full. We watched with excitement as Jeremiah reviewed each tobacco product in turn, placing them in “tier lists” of his own design. The shop filled quickly, and Liz was soon doing a roaring trade, spurred on by Jeremiah’s pronouncements. It seemed her keen business instincts had led her in the right direction once again. Shaking my head in admiration, I turned my attention back to the broadcast, just in time to hear Jeremiah’s final, top-rated pick: the Elbertson’s Choice Authentic Black Gold (Mesquite Flavor). My blood turned to ice. All noise stopped. Across the silent crowd, I met Liz’s gaze. She was white as a sheet. Almost beseechingly, I turned my eyes to the broadcast again, hoping against hope I had misheard. But it was not to be. I watched with black horror as Jeremiah repeated his ruling and, as if to seal our fate, exhorted his followers to “go out and get one for yourself!” I could hear mutters from the crowd. Eyes narrowed. Fists clenched. Weapons were loosened in their holsters. Allow me to explain. There was but one Elbertson’s Choice Authentic Black Gold (Mesquite Flavor) in Liz’s shop. One single cigar, purchased with great circumstance from a foreign supplier. Only a single customer could hope to go home with this prize. I knew it. Liz knew it. And, God help us, they knew it. I will not relate to you what happened after that. My conscience, and indeed my sense of human decency, prevent me from describing the events of that cloudless, beautiful, horrible Thursday. Be glad, rather, that your psyche remains as yet untainted by the awful knowledge of that black day, to say nothing of the chaos that swept the nation afterwards. I have said before, and I will say again: no one man should have this much power.
@@jackkendall6420 thanks lol your comment gave me the idea and I thought, what the hell, I’m on a long car trip and I can think of worse things to blow all my creative energy on
I chanced upon Jeremiah at the confectioner's shop in the great city of New York yesterday. I thought it right to apprise the lad on how superb it was to meet him in the flesh, but I didn’t want to rustle his jimmies or T-off the man by asking for an autograph. He said, “Oh, the way you are now?” I was taken aback, all I could say was “Pardon?” but he kept chipping in on me going “Pardon? Pardon? Pardon?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I ambled away and continued ordering, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I went up to give the clerk payment for my goods I noted him strolling out the doors with a dozen Capt Philly's Wrapped Sugar Bars without paying. The lass at the counter was a doll about it, very professional, and was like “Sir, I'll need 36 cents for those sweets.” At first he kept feigning drowsiness and ignored the mam, but at last turned back around and brought them to the checking counter. When the clerk rung up the cost of his goods, he insisted on paying for the bars all in pennies, rather than a quarter, a dime and a penny, he said "to prevent any register refunctance". I checked my copy of Laird and Lee Webster's after and didn't note any occurance of that term within. After she put them in a shopping sack, she tried to give him the reciept but he kept interrupting her by checking his pocketwatch.
Ahh, shared a t-bone steak meal with the man a while back in New York City. The waiter served only one steak, apologizing profusely about running out. Jerald raises his hand up to silence the boy, proclaiming that all he wanted was the bone anyway. So we cut it out of my steak and we didn't talk for the entire meal, as he spent it gnawing at the bone viciously. Strange man, truly. Too bad we lost him to the War.
Afterwards he received a telegram saying "Even a low-born scoundrel has better taste in cigars than you" and he spent his last 10 minutes of film attempting to prove he isn't a scoundrel
it's not just well edited. The part where he says "tastes like marshmallows" killed me and that was the original video It's supremely creative given the little editing he did
Jerald985 during the Great War be like: “Chat, no, I’m not going over the top of the trench. I’m gonna get SHREDDED by MACHINE GUNS and- and an ARTILLERY SHELL or something. I’m not doing it.”
@@harperreese264meanwhile the Germans used to describe encounters with him as ‘den Horror gucken’ or ‘peeping the horror’ (when translated into English).
@@Le_dank_memez Jeremy Elbertson is one of the things that _goes_ there. He's not from here but from there. From other cosmic bodies. "He" was never the same once "he" realized humans have created a book that describes "his" nature in a readable narrative.
ah, the jerald985 cigar tier list stream. truly was ahead of its time i really loved the iron lung stream after it. i wasnt that on board with the idea but seeing him in an iron lung struggling to breathe? absolutely hilarious content, wish more streamers would do it
Kids these days are missing out. All this "modern medicin" and "improved life expectancy" will never make up for the sweet mechanical clang and serenity of a good ol' fashioned iron lung-a-thon.
@@derfliv206 forget iron-lungs old chap, there's nothing better than a little excavation of rare ancient civilizations to start the day, can't wait for the pyramids exploration stream
@@FarnesV That's too advanced my dear old boy nothing better than an exploration of our roots, can't wait until he does the "discovering fire and cooked meat stream"
@@fenixman2 strange how he got a ride to Austria at the time and met this funny fellow with a mustache, then he darn gone ruined the poor man painting the poor Chap was bloody fuming after that.
Positively LOONEY broadcaster CONSUMES LIT CIGARS WHOLE! Popular Broadcaster and Showman Jerald "Jerry" Elbertsonesquire began hosting his radio show in an effort to inform the public of the quality of several cigar brands. This quickly went awry as he began to eat the cigars whilst they were alight!
this just reminded me of a dream i had of him. i met jerma at a parking lot where he drove around with his range rover. when he finally stepped outside his car he appeared to be much taller then on stream. i said to him "wow jerma you are wayyy taller then 5'8'' you are like almost 5'11''. he then smiled and said "it's just a bit for the show ;)" and then he started playing some game and i saw how he shrank and shrank back to the 5'8
Or for donation messages, someone in the audience pays the donation fee, and an assistant comes and hands Jerma a little slip of paper with the message on it.
the idea of an old time radio show that consists of just the sound of a guy saying "hm! ...alright! ... pretty good smell!" and other one word comments about cigars no one can see and without any of the visual tier list set up is so funny. with the listeners still tuning in in droves
DAFFY Radio Host Turns BONER to BOFFO: This Saturday, known loon Jerald Harrington (b. 1895) aired an unconventional "Revue" program featuring several brands of cigars on the market, across the nation. Jerry claimed he got the idea from a stroke of luck. After accidentally placing an order for 1,000 cigars, his street-level provider went through brand after brand in the effort to meet his order. After the show, the press was waiting just outside Harrington's privately-owned broadcasting studio. In a characteristic fashion, old Jerry told he didn't know he made the blunder until the monolithic delivery was waiting outside his home here in Las Vegas. He'd "forgot to check the invoice" before sending it out Friday morning. Upon being asked how it could've gotten so ridiculous, Jerry's joking recollection was as follows: "Oh, Gee. I dunno, mister... I had JUST gotten up. I wasn't paying attention to how many ZEROS there were! Early in the morning I wanted a CIGAR and I was out of CIGARS so I placed an order for some CIGARS! (...) Then I went to the HORSE track for about FIVE hours because I love LOSING money! [sic]" During the half-hour, he would sample the products one at a time, judging for smell and taste (with coffee on standby to "cleanse his palate"). Satisfaction felt from the initial bite would also factor in. Then, he would rank them by grades from F to A, with an extra "S" category for any specially "Sensational" stogie. Harrington claimed that any & all cigars which 'he didn't care for' would be donated to charitable organizations. While holding up a cigar, one of the many which surrounded him, he said this: "can't you just SEE that hobo's smiling face? When he gets one of THESE? [sic]" For our follow-up we'll ask Jerry if supporting the tobacco leaf made HIM any green this weekend, but more importantly, whether it made any of the several manufacturers green in the face once the word spreads around. Look out for that in these coming weeks.
Ah, the fantastic Jerma980, truly one of the more interesting versions of Jerma ever created. I'm glad this footage is still there to remind us of him.
Jeremy is actually a 30th generation streamer. His ancestor, Jesus Christ, was one of the first major influencers that pioneered what would become streaming.
I can see Jerma doing streams as faithful as possible to old timey stuff, that would be really interesting... kind of something i want to do (and have attempted in small videos) but i wouldn't mind EVERYONE doing it, this yt place its about to get wild and crazy, youtube will have to make new tags for alternative universes and stuff.
I remember hearing about his autopsy when he passed away because coroners discovered his lungs were "the darkest material known on Earth", most likely attributed when he started doing cigarette tier lists in his later years.
@@tmdiz4579 Pretty sure he saw it over a month ago since it was originally just posted on his reddit, just search for the clip since I don't think I can link it
To be quite genuine with you old boy this chap had me quite bushwhacked, I was under the uncouth notion that this was a quite regular Sir Jerma video but I was indeed mistaken. Cracking good show nonetheless.
GOSH I REMBER THIS MOVIE FROM WAY BACK WHEN MY GRANNY MADE ME WAFFLES ONE MORNING AND TURNED ON THE TV WE ALWAYS HAD THE SMALL BOX TVS THAT COULD FIT ON A KITCHEN TABLE AND SHE'D PLAY jerald985 cigar tier list ON HER SMALL TV; GOOD TIMES I WISH HE WASNT SO SMALL THOUGH GOBBLESS
the only thing more insane thank jerma is the fact that you had to manually track the cigar into jerma's hand. the editing on this is genuinely next level, even the hat is rendered in a 3d environment.
"Chat, I'm NOT going into that speakeasy! Guys, no! You cant do that, it's illegal guys!"
LMFAO
*immediately after enters the speakeasy*
Yknow considering how Speakeasys at that time were a illegal place that everyone in secret went to, I can 100% see chat spamming to go into the speakeasy and Jerma refusing out of the notion of it being "ILLEGAL"
I mean the man had to explain to chat how they shouldn't take financial advice from him for an full hour.
@@callmefox630 "TOS!! TOS!!!"
"Ban that guy, see?"
Fun fact, this man is actually Jerald Elbertson, inventor of the modern meat grinder
His tragic death to his own creation (where only his eyeballs remained) will forever go down in history
The meat grinder was originally used by Jerald to torture his victims, but it was later repurposed for meat.
sounds like a name an inventor would have honestly
@@FishandChipper Post-mortem, it was said that people could hear him uttering the words "It's not an instant-kill move,see!"
@in all of life there is rhythm W music taste
My grandpa told me he watched these Live Screens in his youth, didn't think there'd be any surviving footage great find!
They used to show Japin' Jeremiah at the old streamie in my hometown all the time. The audience members were called 'chatters.' It's how my great-grandparents met.
This is gonna be us in 30-40 years
@@phil2521 true
Especially after the bite 1985
@@pikorar I love this so much
An absolutely mad chap this one.
Quite, his rankings are especially delirious, how could he rank that cigar at F!
@@SkyTied It's surely a good thing that Jerald is merely a figment of ones imagination!
@@sussvarman Are you calling me a schizophrenic, you fiend?! How dare you attach this title to my glorious name!
Goodness me, I heartily agree! It permits my heart's ignorance of the hysteria he concocted in the lands over yonder.
Jolly good show indeed!
Streaming back then was so much more pure. Just a man smoking cigars, no "serial killer jokes" or "worst noises you've ever heard" just a man and his tier list as God intended.
Just people living in the moment
Amen, it is our god given Right to eat cigars from the burning end
Before the fan base was ruined
@@arandomcommenter412 this but
Serial killer... jokes?
This old geezer would disown the Jerma we have now.
i'm pretty sure a guy who eats cigars would get along with him just fine
And for logical reasons too. Unless he actually gave him a therapist.
These "new-age" jermas are too soft
How dare you take my pfp
@@jesusgramps your profile is my reaction to seeing two users with the same profile picture
"Chat, stop, I'm not "political andy" ok, I just think we shouldn't get involved in this war in Europe ok!?"
"Dear moderator, banish the unpleasant chatter out of my show for whole 10 seconds, that is."
@@tridos2574 "Sick 'em mods!"
america first andy
For a second I wondered whether he is behaving normal but then he ate the cigar, good to know it’s still jerma
Jerma comes from a long line of PSYCHOPATHS
Hehe
Biting a cigar is a normal thing lol it’s basically just chewing tobacco
@@darthcannabris5406 and eating a burning cigar?
@@Icetea-2000 hell yeah my uncle used to eat the burn end
Love how he is holding the lit end of the cigars
he’s still trying to fit into Earth’s customs
I love how he eats off the end of one cigar
OR he's smoking it backwards
@@TheArachnoBot he could go against Jeremy Clarkson when he tried smoking a pipe the wrong side
Your profile picture is such a perfect fit for this video lol
My grandfather would talk about him sending "mischievous telecommunications" to his mailbox, and his favorite hobby was scribbling on photographs of Jerald985 to make his visage look different.
Truly, an OG banana bro
"Morning, chaps, as I once again write for you from the Daily Paper. In this edition, I have compared various cigarette products based on their quality, and put them into a so-called 'tier list.'"
:DDD
I read that in a 50's voice over in my head
Jerald Elbertson (September 22, 1885 - December 9, 1945) was an American actor and media personality, known for his work on the long-running radio and film series Jerma.
Born in Boston, Elbertson started his media career voicing silent films and newsreels in cinemas. In 1923, he signed on as a radio host for WGI, rising to fame with his dedicated radio show Jerma. In 1928, Elbertson moved to Las Vegas to work for KOH in Nevada.
After the Wall Street Crash of 1929, Elbertson went into severe debt that he never managed to pay off; the stress made him exhibit unusual "psycho" behavior. In an attempt to stay afloat, Elbertson shifted the topic of Jerma to a leisure format where he described what he was doing at any given time, especially while playing sports or games, while reading letters sent to him from listeners. In the 1930s, he began distributing films of his activities, which were produced and released simultaneously with his radio show. This has since been considered one of the first attempts at livestreaming.
When American involvement in World War II began in 1941, Elbertson became an entertainer for the United States military, but proved to be controversial, as he would frequently laugh at reports of vehicles being destroyed; his report on the Battle of Prokhorovka in 1943, one of the largest tank battles in history, led to a four-minute-long laughing fit, then the longest in radio history.
Elbertson died of laughter on December 9, 1945 after witnessing the vehicle collision that killed General George S. Patton. He was buried at sea by being dropped from a C-47 Skytrain over the English Channel.
replying to this so i can this read this again, too good.
This one deserves to be top comment
@@usdinmarjooh god, please, just fuck me now
Now that I have your attention, you can read OP's comment again
They killed Patton AND Jerma in one strike goddam it
+
We can look back and laugh at these clips now with the benefit of distance, but it's worth remembering how Jeremiah's broadcasts triggered a bull-rush on the cigar market, directly leading to Black Thursday and the Great Depression. Untold thousands of lives relegated to crushing poverty by the casual hubris of one man -- a sobering thought, indeed.
I remember that damnable Thursday. A beautiful day, it was, and unusually temperate, as though sent by God to mock us. Not a cloud in the sky. All was peaceful, all quiet in our sleepy town. I had only just nipped out to the tobacconist - supplies had lately run low of Elbertson’s Choice, which provided me the excuse I’d awaited for a stroll in the day’s gorgeous weather. All was well.
But, ah, it was not to last.
It was precisely at this hour that Jeremiah began the broadcast you see today. Incredibly (it seems now), I was quite pleasantly surprised! A fellow enthusiast of fine tobacco product, beginning another of his renowned “product reviews” at just such an hour as that on which I’d ventured forth to purchase the very tobacco products featured in his broadcast. On the spur of the moment, I decided to “tune in,” this being the colloquialism at the time. Perhaps, I thought, I might even come away with a useful tidbit or two, to aid me in my purchasing exploits.
I am afraid I considered the occurrence most opportune.
Such were the possibilities racing through my mind that, by the time I reached the tobacconist’s, I found myself very much excited. To say nothing of the beneficence I might gain should I heed the advice of such a renowned tobacco enthusiast as Jeremiah, I must confess that the event promised to be one of rare excitement to our sleepy little town. One might say we lived “in the sticks,” you understand - we were no bustling metropolis - and we enthusiastically welcomed any diversion from our daily business, perfectly agreeable yet monotonous as it was.
We had not come to understand yet how precious our peaceful boredom was.
As I entered the shop, I spotted Elizabeth Richardson, its proprietor, tuning her own viewing device to Jermiah’s broadcast. I asked her, with some surprise, about the practice. It seemed she had gotten into the habit of displaying Jeremiah’s tobacco-related broadcasts in the shop as they aired. Does good for business, she confided, tipping me a wink. Inclines a body towards a certain tobacco-enjoying mood.
That was Liz. Full of surprises. I had a feeling she would go far.
Glancing at my watch, I hastily went to replenish my supply of Elbertson’s Choice, wishing to complete my purchase before the oncoming tide of Jeremiah’s followers arrived.
No sooner had we concluded business than the screen brightened, the music cut off, and the broadcast started in full.
We watched with excitement as Jeremiah reviewed each tobacco product in turn, placing them in “tier lists” of his own design. The shop filled quickly, and Liz was soon doing a roaring trade, spurred on by Jeremiah’s pronouncements. It seemed her keen business instincts had led her in the right direction once again.
Shaking my head in admiration, I turned my attention back to the broadcast, just in time to hear Jeremiah’s final, top-rated pick: the Elbertson’s Choice Authentic Black Gold (Mesquite Flavor).
My blood turned to ice. All noise stopped. Across the silent crowd, I met Liz’s gaze. She was white as a sheet.
Almost beseechingly, I turned my eyes to the broadcast again, hoping against hope I had misheard. But it was not to be. I watched with black horror as Jeremiah repeated his ruling and, as if to seal our fate, exhorted his followers to “go out and get one for yourself!”
I could hear mutters from the crowd. Eyes narrowed. Fists clenched. Weapons were loosened in their holsters.
Allow me to explain.
There was but one Elbertson’s Choice Authentic Black Gold (Mesquite Flavor) in Liz’s shop. One single cigar, purchased with great circumstance from a foreign supplier. Only a single customer could hope to go home with this prize. I knew it. Liz knew it.
And, God help us, they knew it.
I will not relate to you what happened after that. My conscience, and indeed my sense of human decency, prevent me from describing the events of that cloudless, beautiful, horrible Thursday. Be glad, rather, that your psyche remains as yet untainted by the awful knowledge of that black day, to say nothing of the chaos that swept the nation afterwards.
I have said before, and I will say again:
no one man should have this much power.
@@bruhman5829 This is a work of staggering brilliance and I'm sorry it will likely not receive the appreciation it deserves.
@@jackkendall6420 thanks lol your comment gave me the idea and I thought, what the hell, I’m on a long car trip and I can think of worse things to blow all my creative energy on
@@bruhman5829 This comment belongs in a museum.
@@bruhman5829By god, what a menace!
I chanced upon Jeremiah at the confectioner's shop in the great city of New York yesterday. I thought it right to apprise the lad on how superb it was to meet him in the flesh, but I didn’t want to rustle his jimmies or T-off the man by asking for an autograph.
He said, “Oh, the way you are now?”
I was taken aback, all I could say was “Pardon?” but he kept chipping in on me going “Pardon? Pardon? Pardon?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I ambled away and continued ordering, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I went up to give the clerk payment for my goods I noted him strolling out the doors with a dozen Capt Philly's Wrapped Sugar Bars without paying.
The lass at the counter was a doll about it, very professional, and was like “Sir, I'll need 36 cents for those sweets.” At first he kept feigning drowsiness and ignored the mam, but at last turned back around and brought them to the checking counter.
When the clerk rung up the cost of his goods, he insisted on paying for the bars all in pennies, rather than a quarter, a dime and a penny, he said "to prevent any register refunctance". I checked my copy of Laird and Lee Webster's after and didn't note any occurance of that term within. After she put them in a shopping sack, she tried to give him the reciept but he kept interrupting her by checking his pocketwatch.
Love the vocabulary, hell one day I genuinely wish i could just speak like that naturally almost like an accent.
@@aidanpatrick6325 so you wish you were British?
the funniest thing is that a dozen candy bars is 36 cents
@@JacobKinsley nah
This is an amazing copypasta
Bro you deserve a medal for this editing. Holy shit.
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Ahh, shared a t-bone steak meal with the man a while back in New York City. The waiter served only one steak, apologizing profusely about running out. Jerald raises his hand up to silence the boy, proclaiming that all he wanted was the bone anyway. So we cut it out of my steak and we didn't talk for the entire meal, as he spent it gnawing at the bone viciously. Strange man, truly. Too bad we lost him to the War.
@emptyglass7867he volunteered to the vehicle squadron where he died of laughter
Afterwards he received a telegram saying "Even a low-born scoundrel has better taste in cigars than you" and he spent his last 10 minutes of film attempting to prove he isn't a scoundrel
While unintentionally proving that he is, in deed, a scoundrel in the process
A telegram chat 🤣
This is insanely well edited
its not edited his gandpa filmed this 90 years ago for him to stream
it's not just well edited. The part where he says "tastes like marshmallows" killed me and that was the original video
It's supremely creative given the little editing he did
Jerald985 during the Great War be like: “Chat, no, I’m not going over the top of the trench. I’m gonna get SHREDDED by MACHINE GUNS and- and an ARTILLERY SHELL or something. I’m not doing it.”
Ends the day with fifty German scalps in his arms.
@@theylivewesleep.5139 They called him Pvt. Jerald “The Meat Grinder” Elbertson
@@harperreese264meanwhile the Germans used to describe encounters with him as ‘den Horror gucken’ or ‘peeping the horror’ (when translated into English).
It should have been Jerald885, cause he would've been porn in 1885
Back in my day, Jerald could say "among us" without losing his mind
YOU MEAN THE HIT GAME AMONG US?!?!?!?!?!
@@DarkOmegaMK2 what an ABSOLUTE psycho POSTING an AMONG US meme IN 200000022
Oh how that book "who goes there?" Ruined his mind. He read it once on his broadcast and was never the same
@@Le_dank_memez Jeremy Elbertson is one of the things that _goes_ there. He's not from here but from there. From other cosmic bodies. "He" was never the same once "he" realized humans have created a book that describes "his" nature in a readable narrative.
ah, the jerald985 cigar tier list stream. truly was ahead of its time
i really loved the iron lung stream after it. i wasnt that on board with the idea but seeing him in an iron lung struggling to breathe? absolutely hilarious content, wish more streamers would do it
Kids these days are missing out.
All this "modern medicin" and "improved life expectancy" will never make up for the sweet mechanical clang and serenity of a good ol' fashioned iron lung-a-thon.
@@derfliv206 forget iron-lungs old chap, there's nothing better than a little excavation of rare ancient civilizations to start the day, can't wait for the pyramids exploration stream
@@FarnesV That's too advanced my dear old boy nothing better than an exploration of our roots, can't wait until he does the "discovering fire and cooked meat stream"
*jerald895
This would've been funny except Iron Lung came out and hundreds of streamers already did playthroughs of it. Try again pal
This would actually be Jerma75, as the number represents the current clone we are on.
So its jerma985?
So you telling me between the 1930s through 1985 (Jerma985’s birth year) there was 910 clones of Jerma?
@@NikoPeludo a lot less laws on what stunts you could pull on twitch back then, so he went wild
@@NikoPeludo The excess of clones accounts for a certain event happening from 1939 to 1945 which Jerma was involded in.
@@fenixman2 strange how he got a ride to Austria at the time and met this funny fellow with a mustache, then he darn gone ruined the poor man painting the poor Chap was bloody fuming after that.
I'm so glad the National Archives are opening up access to these old Jerald1895 talkies, they really are a national treasure.
"Oh my god I was so wrong" starts devouring cigar after cigar
Positively LOONEY broadcaster CONSUMES LIT CIGARS WHOLE!
Popular Broadcaster and Showman Jerald "Jerry" Elbertsonesquire began hosting his radio show in an effort to inform the public of the quality of several cigar brands.
This quickly went awry as he began to eat the cigars whilst they were alight!
Truly one of the most unique showsman out there, no other chap would have the gall to do such thing.
this just reminded me of a dream i had of him. i met jerma at a parking lot where he drove around with his range rover. when he finally stepped outside his car he appeared to be much taller then on stream. i said to him "wow jerma you are wayyy taller then 5'8'' you are like almost 5'11''. he then smiled and said "it's just a bit for the show ;)" and then he started playing some game and i saw how he shrank and shrank back to the 5'8
telescopic andy
@@jackkendall6420 indeed
He is actually 5’7’’ he said it multiple times.
I was mad when he put the Villager three pack cigarillos over the 1875 Romeo Y Julietas but other than that this tier list was on par.
i imagine the chat messages are random people in the crowd holding up signs
Or for donation messages, someone in the audience pays the donation fee, and an assistant comes and hands Jerma a little slip of paper with the message on it.
@@mr.kittysavestheworld695"ushers, if you could please, exile this man from the audience for 5 minutes"
the idea of an old time radio show that consists of just the sound of a guy saying "hm! ...alright! ... pretty good smell!" and other one word comments about cigars no one can see and without any of the visual tier list set up is so funny. with the listeners still tuning in in droves
Ah yes this is the lovely chap who threw up on his resting place after eating an entire sleeve of hydrox cookies.
Crazy how his voice already fits the era
I think a lot of famous XX voice actors had boston accent
Completely in character for Jerma to hold cigars from the burning end and bite into them
I say, such behavior is indicative of madness! He truly deserves his position of town jester!
Song used: The Georgia Stomp
Thank you so much for this
Took me a long ass time to find this comment. Thanks!
I was looking for this ocmment for ages thank you
god bless you 🙏
Thanks
I can't believe he got diagnosed with stage 9 cancer after this test
I just don't get how it could have happened :^(
1930's andy
Gerald874 smears cigars brand's reputation on AIR ~ circa 1895
Jerma the type of psycho to light a cigar from both ends, and eat one of the lit ends
No this is Jerald, Jerma would eat an entire sleeve of oreos.
Oh my god this is incredible. This deserves more views.
He didn't even cough
What a gentleman!
He bit a cigar, chewed and swallowed, hes truly insane
He then mumbled "Tastes like marshmallow." And continued on without elaborating
Way more focused and coherent than his grandson.
DAFFY Radio Host Turns BONER to BOFFO: This Saturday, known loon Jerald Harrington (b. 1895) aired an unconventional "Revue" program featuring several brands of cigars on the market, across the nation. Jerry claimed he got the idea from a stroke of luck. After accidentally placing an order for 1,000 cigars, his street-level provider went through brand after brand in the effort to meet his order.
After the show, the press was waiting just outside Harrington's privately-owned broadcasting studio. In a characteristic fashion, old Jerry told he didn't know he made the blunder until the monolithic delivery was waiting outside his home here in Las Vegas. He'd "forgot to check the invoice" before sending it out Friday morning.
Upon being asked how it could've gotten so ridiculous, Jerry's joking recollection was as follows: "Oh, Gee. I dunno, mister... I had JUST gotten up. I wasn't paying attention to how many ZEROS there were! Early in the morning I wanted a CIGAR and I was out of CIGARS so I placed an order for some CIGARS! (...) Then I went to the HORSE track for about FIVE hours because I love LOSING money! [sic]"
During the half-hour, he would sample the products one at a time, judging for smell and taste (with coffee on standby to "cleanse his palate"). Satisfaction felt from the initial bite would also factor in. Then, he would rank them by grades from F to A, with an extra "S" category for any specially "Sensational" stogie. Harrington claimed that any & all cigars which 'he didn't care for' would be donated to charitable organizations. While holding up a cigar, one of the many which surrounded him, he said this: "can't you just SEE that hobo's smiling face? When he gets one of THESE? [sic]"
For our follow-up we'll ask Jerry if supporting the tobacco leaf made HIM any green this weekend, but more importantly, whether it made any of the several manufacturers green in the face once the word spreads around. Look out for that in these coming weeks.
You're an absolute top man for your dedication
this should be pinned
tremendous rag there pal, surely one to keep with the times
How do *I* favorite a comment
legend
It's terrifying how well edited this is
THE EDITING IS FANTASTIC! god the keyframing that went into this lmao well done
"No chat, I did NOT cause the depression! I DID NOT!"
This young rapscallion looks to be an absolute treat at a soirée!
Ah yes, the time when Jerald985 never owned a smoke detector. Truly keeps the firefighters out of false calls
Jeremiah934
JeremahianNinehundrethEightyFive Cigaretto Review
this is legitimately the best jerma edit i have ever seen lmao
i mean jerald sorry
I remember when I went to the theater to see that ole hit n’ run reel. Boy was that Jeremy flabbergasted by the end of the show!
jerma895, born in 1895
eccentric gentleman BITES cigar
How do you do ladies and gentlemen? Come one come all, and witness the first episode of my latest radio drama: Jermacraft!
"Bite it"
"No chat, I will not bite the cigar"
You already know how it ends
He actually bit it, the madman
I would definitely watch an entire stream of jerma in a grayscale filter with old, happy music, and this doesn't look that far from reality
sometimes you have to eat your cigars
The Suspect Sir
The moment the impersonator is acting peculiar! 😳
the vomit-inducing vtuber fan
Strange fellow
Ah, the fantastic Jerma980, truly one of the more interesting versions of Jerma ever created. I'm glad this footage is still there to remind us of him.
Jeremy is actually a 30th generation streamer. His ancestor, Jesus Christ, was one of the first major influencers that pioneered what would become streaming.
I can see Jerma doing streams as faithful as possible to old timey stuff, that would be really interesting... kind of something i want to do (and have attempted in small videos) but i wouldn't mind EVERYONE doing it, this yt place its about to get wild and crazy, youtube will have to make new tags for alternative universes and stuff.
A random chat member telling him to bite a cigar and him nonchalantly doing so is absurdly believable
I remember hearing about his autopsy when he passed away because coroners discovered his lungs were "the darkest material known on Earth", most likely attributed when he started doing cigarette tier lists in his later years.
I just love the comically massive amount of cigar boxes
This is hilarious he needs to see this lmao
@Arumaru When? any linkers?
@@tmdiz4579 Pretty sure he saw it over a month ago since it was originally just posted on his reddit, just search for the clip since I don't think I can link it
He talks about it here: ruclips.net/video/0JhH00hZdvA/видео.html&ab_channel=Jermoments
I remember seeing the first “S Tier” he gave to a cigar, the transcripts went crAzy that day.
Cigar
Testing crack pipes from 1985
Granpa, the beginning
To be quite genuine with you old boy this chap had me quite bushwhacked, I was under the uncouth notion that this was a quite regular Sir Jerma video but I was indeed mistaken. Cracking good show nonetheless.
Lung Cancer Speedrun Glitchless Any%
"Chat, guys, no! I'm not gonna bootleg alcohol you guys, I could get arrested!"
GOSH I REMBER THIS MOVIE FROM WAY BACK WHEN MY GRANNY MADE ME WAFFLES ONE MORNING AND TURNED ON THE TV WE ALWAYS HAD THE SMALL BOX TVS THAT COULD FIT ON A KITCHEN TABLE AND SHE'D PLAY jerald985 cigar tier list ON HER SMALL TV; GOOD TIMES I WISH HE WASNT SO SMALL THOUGH GOBBLESS
Jesus that’s really impressive I actually thought he was holding a cigar
what i would do for a jerma smoking stream, i feel like itd be like when bobby hill has to smoke a whole carton
the only thing more insane thank jerma is the fact that you had to manually track the cigar into jerma's hand. the editing on this is genuinely next level, even the hat is rendered in a 3d environment.
by golly this is a good tiered quality list of different cigar brands
there is NO way
As a gamer and a cigar enjoyer this is a welcomed crossover.
just a heads up: the last 3 numbers comes from his birth year, might wanna change it to 885 lol
the 9 is september, so maybe 910
@@JimmyHelp really? I thought it was just for 1985
it's for 1985, he was playing the Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? game once and when asked when "New Coke" was invented, he said "1985! Jerma 985!"
@: ah great, what next. The peasant’s goods tier list?
It annoys me so much that hes not called jerald885
"its quite exquisite indeed, smoking this one is duck soup, its really hanging"
Anyone know that name of the music?
georgia stomp
@@skanderbeu Thanks!
Inhuman streamer grabs LIT CIGAR by burning tip
win
I remember watching this chap’s videos in the trenches back in ‘17! His videos gave us a much needed break from the war
Cancer speedrun
early images from the bbc's first television broadcast, alexandria palace, 1926
better than ever
Jerma 1885
I miss Jerma982
I wanna compose music like this anyone can tell me the genre?
I guess it's ragtime? I'm not familiar with the plethora of existing music genres.
Best jerma video ever!
I feel like if Jerma was asked he probably would bite a cigar
I hear this hooligan is a regular user of the wacky tabbacky. You know, the devil's grass, the jazz cabbage, that devilish Mary Jane.
this is so fucking funny man, what the fuck
using the boxes to cover the fundip, 10/10
Jerald sacrificing years of his life to review various cigars for us, such a legend