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  • Writer's pictureDavid Lee Brewer


The "Whiskey Speech," a legend of Southern politics, was originally presented to the media and the Mississippi House of Representatives on April 4, 1952 by the late Judge N. S. (Soggy) Sweat, Jr. of Corinth, Mississippi, when he ran for governor of that state during the Prohibition Era.

He had managed to get through most of his campaign without taking a stand on the "whiskey issue," until he was finally confronted during a rally at the old King Edward Hotel in Jackson. There are truncated versions and inaccurate renditions on the Web, here's the real thing:

Whiskey Speech

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 d

efiles 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 frost

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ispy 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.

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