A Failed Experiment - The Prohibition Era in America [Colorized]
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- Опубликовано: 30 сен 2024
- Picture this: it was the roaring 20s, a time of jazz, flappers, and glitz. The nation was buzzing with excitement, and there seemed to be an endless flow of spirits to fuel the parties and revelry. But lurking in the shadows were the temperance crusaders, armed with a moral compass that pointed directly at the demon liquor.
These righteous souls managed to persuade the government that the best way to combat society's woes was to ban the very thing that brought joy to the masses. And so, on a fateful day in 1920, the 18th Amendment to the United States Constitution was born, and Prohibition swept across the land like a wild firestorm.
At first, the dry crusaders rejoiced, believing they had achieved the impossible. They imagined a utopia free from the sins and temptations of the bottle. "No more drunken debauchery!" they proclaimed, raising their teetotaling flags high. But little did they know, the stage was set for an epic battle between law and desire, between the sober and the spirited.
As the ban took effect, bootleggers, those cunning entrepreneurs of the underworld, emerged from the shadows. They concocted schemes to quench the thirst of the thirsty masses, smuggling alcohol right under the nose of the authorities. Speakeasies, hidden establishments disguised as innocent shops or secret clubs, became the epicenter of clandestine revelry.
Eventually, the great realization dawned upon the nation: they missed their beloved booze. The people craved the camaraderie of the bar, the clinking of glasses, and the joyous spirit that flowed freely. The moral compass that had pointed toward sobriety now started wobbling, nudging the country toward sanity.
And so, after thirteen long and sobering years, Prohibition met its bitter end. The 21st Amendment emerged from the legislative battlefield, banishing the dry era to the annals of history. Bars opened their doors once more, and the sounds of revelry returned, drowning out the echoes of a failed experiment.
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Funny thing most people don't realize, during prohibition you could legally buy, marijuana, cocaine and heroin.... how times change....
When I was a kid (a long time ago) the family went out to dinner at local Italian food place and my grandfather leaned over and whispered in my ear, like it was a big secret, that the backroom had been a secret gin joint during prohibition. This was back in the 1970s. Grandpa is long gone but the same family is still running that restaurant.
That's awesome!
Always the same "do gooder" types, is'nt it?
Indeed!
Do-gooders usually cause more harm than the consciously malevolent.
I applaud your content and your production values. Nice work! I'm eager for more.
Thanks, @Bilabius! I really appreciate it. Thanks for watching!
I agree and feel the same way
Ah the good old days, like back in Kentucky when Granny's still blew up.
05:30 I remember hearing family stories years ago about how one of my grandfathers was working for the Feds during Prohibition.
My grandfather made beer in the family home during Prohibition 😮
That is amaing the last call photos and what happened during this period
Great job on your videos. I thoroughly enjoyed them. Thank you. 😊
This should have been a learning experience of what happens when you give women the right to vote.
And another Neaderthal is heard from.
Women are not property. The constitution can be 100% true or false. Words lack definition to those who feel abuse is normal. Likely I am bitching at a relic. Since 1974... 50 years ago... hey, boomer, I can't afford your social security!
government telling us what not to do
Bootleggers would post up in sewers and recoup their seized hooch
I remember hearing family stories years ago about how one of my grandfathers was working for the Feds during Prohibition.
My maternal grandfather was making bath tub gin, and a paternal great grandfather was brewing beer. (Our forbears emigrated from the germanies in the 1840s.)
@@BillB23 I hope they weren't anywhere near my grandfather at the time. Those same family stories had him in the Prussian Cavalry when he was younger and still in Europe, and that he wasn't anyone to mess with. Personally, I hope your grandparents did okay.
@@miriambucholtz9315 Ururgroßvater war in der 1. Missouri Volunteer Infantry auf der Bundesseite unseres Bürgerkriegs. Translation (kinda): Great great granddad was in the 1st Missouri Volunteer Infantry, wearing the blue, during our Civil War.
Joseph Kennedy, the father of John and Robert Kennedy had a large ship full of liquor from Europe off shore of New York the night prohibition ended. That’s how he made his fortune. Many of the old timers used to say when I was a boy, that this was why the Kennedy family was cursed with tragedy, because they built their fortunes on the tragic consequences of alcohol. Well over 50% of all traffic fatalities are related to alcohol. Approximately the same for all aircraft crashes. While improved car safety has decreased the death rates, for decades well over 50,000 deaths a year were recorded in the USA alone. In ten years that’s approximately 250-300,000 deaths not counting the injured and seriously disfigured or paralyzed. We lost 365,000 men killed in the Second world war. I was born in the 1950s, my father in 1912. While prohibition did not work, there has never been enough concern about consequences of alcohol consumptions deadly costs since prohibition ended. When you add the social costs alone it is staggering. Alcoholism has contributed to more domestic abuse than any other single drug in our history.
No one in any of these photos is alive today. Almost no one alive today was alive when these photos were taken.
My mother was 2 YO.
Clint Eastwood & Gene Hackman were both born in 1930 & are still alive on 4 Dec 23.
And now we understand how gutter folks survived!
Prohibition was a just cause and the preaching of Billy Sunday could not be argued against, in the families being ruined by alcohol.
What's incredible, is his just concerns are literally miniscule to the traffic deaths that followed, having murdered hundreds of thousands of innocent people who were misfortunate enough to have been struck by them. Before I left high school, several classmates were already killed by drunk drivers.
I wonder what the response back then would have been, had they been able to see the future destruction caused by the 21st Amendment? If they could see the faces of their future children and their broken and mangled, lifeless bodies, would they still want alcohol?
could have been exported to other countries and income made rather than pouring it all down the sewers.
Hope some of these boys spared the hooch and took it to friends!
It also helped with JFK in the White House decades later. Yeah take a look what his dad used to do. My family is in the business for almost 50 years. They quit back around 1965. During prohibition their stuff was sitting on the finer tables of Europe. Some of the rott gutt would come in through the Great lakes and Canada. Some of the finer stuff was being shipped in the opposite direction along with some other items. It's a very interesting story on what happened the day that my realtors / ancestors decide to quit. Then decades later we find the hidden stash. I'd say look at the pictures when they're dumping it down the sewers there were some Happy fish on the other end.
Why they all smilling?
Look at all the forced relativism. Going to come back with Trump or not Trump.
Making moonshine during probationary times
It turned out to be a very funny story. Alcohol is with us forever!
It's a shame there are not pictures of confederate soldiers who gave their lives for what they believed. Most just wanted the union to let them leave in peace.
The thing that struck me was the simplicity of the protest signs we want beer compared to what they’re writing on the signs nowadays it is so tragic what is happened to New York City thank you for these videos. I actually get excited looking at them. It truly is a real lifetime capsule.
POVERI AMERICANI, CHE BAMBINONI !