If the world comes to an end, I want to be in Cincinnati. Everything happens there ten years later. –attributed to Mark Twain, perhaps apocryphally
As a native Cincinnatian who began this blog in Jan. 2009, I think it’s high time that I compose a post (com-post, for short?) about my home town….but do the math: ten years have yet to pass, so I’m actually more than three years ahead of “Cincinnati time” with this humorous (humus-rich?) travelblog. Further more, it is my fondest hope that by the time I’ve finished de-composing this tour de farce, you will know every bit as much about Cincinnati as you do now (as, I hope, will I).
Cincinnati, for the benefit of the geographically challenged, is located in Ohio on the Ohio, not to mention under the Ohio — on occasions like the Great Flood of January-February 1937. I can bear witness to this, as I was 3 1/2 months old at the time and remember thinking the second-story-level deluge I found myself awash in was one bitch of an ice-cold bath/where the hell did my rubber ducky float off to (my language skills were rather advanced for my age).
Incidentally, some so-called experts are skeptical that Mark Twain (like Yogi Berra a century later) said what he said, but I am not….skeptical, that is. I am mistermuse, and I say the above quote is just the kind of thing Twain might say after spending months working as a printer in Cincinnati from late 1856 to April 1857, printing news that happened in 1846-47. Imagine his shock after leaving Cincinnati for New Orleans on April 15, 1857 to find that the world had aged ten years in less than six months.
But enough about me. It may interest you to know that Twain’s jaded opinion of Cincinnati was not shared by other famous personages of yesteryear. Here are just a few of the two examples I found who found Cincinnati to be the fairest of flowers in America’s bouquet:
Cincinnati is a beautiful city; cheerful, thriving and animated. I have not often seen a place that commends itself so favourably and pleasantly to a stranger at the first glance as this does. –Charles Dickens, 1842
The most beautiful inland city in America. -Winston Churchill, 1932
You may be vondering vhy this post about Zinzinnati is so titled. Vell, after the town vas founded in the late 1700s and settled by Revolutionary Var veterans and pioneers, the first large influx of immigrants vas Germans. Reminded of their native Rhine Valley by the Ohio River Valley, the vord spread back to der homeland, bringing increasing numbers of Germans by der thousands. D. J. Kenny writes in ILLUSTRATED CINCINNATI:
One has no sooner entered the districts of the city lying beyond Court Street, than he finds himself in another atmosphere — a foreign land. The people are Germans, their very gossip is German. They cook their food by German recipes, and sit long over their foaming beer, ever and again shaking it ’round their glass with that peculiar motion which none but a German can impart to the beverage he loves.
To this day, that district is known as “Over-the-Rhine,” but sadly, a city vhich vas once second only to Milwaukee as the beer capital of America, gave up almost all its breweries (including The Burger Brewing Company, whose slogan vas Vas you efer in Zinzinnati?). To explain what happened, I quote Greg Noble and Lucy May in this except from their post titled Cincinnati’s rise and fall as a brewery town:
Back in 1902, when Carrie Nation was busting up saloons with the swings of her ax during the temperance crusade, she arrived in Cincinnati determined to leave her mark in splintered bar tops and broken windows. But Carrie glanced up and down Vine Street, started counting the 136 saloons on that one street alone, and fled in retreat without taking one swing.. She later confessed that she “would have dropped from exhaustion” in the first block.
That was the golden era of beer and breweries in Cincinnati. For decades before and after the turn of the 20th century, Cincinnati was one of the beer-drinkingest, beer-brewingest cities in America. Big local breweries established a rich, proud heritage — only to meet their demise in the 1960s, 70s and 80s. How did that happen?
To use a baseball analogy, think of it as the Cardinals and Brewers spending so much on player salaries that the Reds couldn’t compete. The brewing giants — notably St. Louis’ Anheuser-Busch, Milwaukee’s Miller and others — out-spent, out-produced and out-marketed Cincinnati’s breweries and eventually overcame local brand loyalty.
I could go on, but my eyes are out of focus from crying in my beer thinking about this. Wie schade!
calmkate 12:29 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
oh oh MrM now you are starting to sound like TrulyUnplugged .. not daring to refer to your committed status, I refer to another blogger who writes in a similar vein! Look her up as I feel you two have a great deal in common!
Can find an interview with her plus a link to her blog on my 2nd site Meet the Bloggers …
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mistermuse 8:29 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
Thanks for the reference to TrulyUnplugged. I liked her blog, but based on her three most recent posts, I’m not convinced that we “have a great deal in common.” For one thing (make that two), I see myself as more private and less loquacious (please don’t take that negatively — it’s just different strokes for different folks). But that’s based on just three posts — when I have time, I’ll read more of her work and perhaps find that “similar vein” (or at least give it a shot). 🙂
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calmkate 8:32 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink
I think you will find it .. she is dealing with some personal stuff just now, so reading some earlier posts is a good idea.
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calmkate 8:35 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink
she may be more chatty but she weaves music in and out of her posts and has some interesting twists .. each to our own
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trulyunplugged 9:32 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
I thought the very same thing, Kate….wordplay, “twisted sense of humour”…my “Ebony And Irony” post is likely a better example of commonalities 🙂
(and, thanks for the plug 🙂 )
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mistermuse 3:06 pm on May 20, 2017 Permalink
Enjoyed EBONY AND IRONY — especially the part about Kramer and Seinfeld. Overall, I thought the post was a bit too rambling — but when you’re “truly unplugged,” I can’t say you’re not being true to your name. In any case, my opinion is only a matter of taste — “each to our own,” as Kate put it — just as I know that the way I write isn’t everyone’s cup of tea (or cup of “T” as in “Twënig”).
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trulyunplugged 3:24 pm on May 20, 2017 Permalink
Yes, Kramer reference was my fav part, too. And, you’re right, to each their own–I appreciate your candor 🙂 As for the “rambling” that is my fav brand of creative expression…I find it freeing and fun. It’s open-minded of you to read that which goes against your grain…which I’m sure gives you a richer appreciation for “your cup of tea” tastes 🙂
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calmkate 6:12 pm on May 20, 2017 Permalink
hey now he might get it if he reads that post .. glad you could see it
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Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC 12:53 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
Well THAT was a highly amusing intro to a little piece of broadcast history – black and white, even. I’m not sure I ever saw this show, but it reminds me of What’s My Line, which I recall dimly and To Tell the Truth (which my father was on when I was a child — the other contestants were supposed to be him). TV has certainly changed quite a bit over the years, hasn’t it? Measured intellect has been replaced by reality brawn and fast pace car chases – in color!
Since I am currently residing in Cincinnati myself, I guess I will be the beneficiary of those twënig extra years as well – but I’m not sure that’s such a pleasant proposition, given the direction we seem to be headed of late.
Great post!
xx,
mgh
(Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
“It takes a village to educate a world!”
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Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC 1:04 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
PS. Early this evening I was invited by a friend and colleague to my first Meetup (Boomer edition), where I spoke to a man who may well show up on your blog ere long. It came up during the obligatory “What do you do?” conversation. He teaches music history at the college level – not the classics, btw, popular music. My next question seemed at first a non-sequitur: “Do you blog?”
I had hoped that perhaps I had run into the Muse himself. When the answer was no, I sent him your way.
xx,
mgh
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mistermuse 8:39 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink
Thanks, Madelyn. I’m glad you didn’t run into me because bones break much more easily at my age. Hopefully he’ll identify himself if he shows up on my blog, otherwise we shall be as two ships that pass in the night without giving each other the time of day.
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Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC 10:25 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink
::groan:: — his lack of punning might have been a clue. 🙂
If I go to another of their events and see him again I’ll make sure to tell him to let you know I said hello.
xx,
mgh
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Carmen 6:53 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
Madelyn,
I can see why you’d think the guy was Mr. Muse. Was he brilliant and funny, too? 🙂
Mr. Muse –
1953 – the year of hubby’s birth! Also the year our house was built, which we purchased in 1978. A good year, to be sure.
That film clip — wow! Have ads regressed, eh? I don’t know about you, but I often have no idea what product is being pushed with the ads on TV these days; they leave me wondering what was going on. .. I just shake my head. I mean, I still think of monkeys swinging on chandeliers when I see Red Rose tea. And remember, “Never – no never – put water in a Habitat soup!”
Here in Canada, we watched ‘Front Page Challenge’ for years, which was obviously based on ‘Twenty Questions’.
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mistermuse 9:05 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
Good observation about the film clip and ads, Carmen. My wife and I feel likewise (“no idea what product is being pushed”) about some of the commercials on TV….but my reaction is to grab the remote, change channels and return to the program in a minute or two, which (for some reason) she doesn’t appreciate. Apparently she’s afraid I won’t get back in time, that that only happens about 9 times out of 10. 😦
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Carmen 9:13 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink
Oh, my. Are you related to my husband? 😉
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trulyunplugged 9:32 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
I love this post…just delightful…thanks for sharing 🙂
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Ricardo 9:39 am on May 20, 2017 Permalink |
Your research team is far vaster than mine, Sr. Muse
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Don Frankel 5:47 am on May 21, 2017 Permalink |
20 questions is an old parlor game that people would play before video games, TV and radio. It doesn’t translate well into a TV show but it obviously morphed into What”s My Line and To Tell the Truth.
What I remember of old TV and this bears it out, is they had no idea what to put on the air most of the time.
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mistermuse 7:48 am on May 21, 2017 Permalink |
You’re right, Don — it is an old parlor game (dating back to the 1800s) and didn’t translate well into a TV show, as that clip makes evident….though the subsequent What’s My Line did a much better job along the same lines.
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