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Matt Weinstock, Jan. 25, 1960

January 25, 2010 |  4:00 pm



Jan. 25, 1960, Finch Trial


Endless Liquor Flow


Matt Weinstock     Many years ago the mails were cluttered with a  nuisance chain letter called the Good Luck of London.  It was an anonymous, loosely written but harmless bit of nonsense vaguely promising riches to recipients who quickly made six copies and mailed them to friends, bad luck to those who didn't.  A wartime general made his copies like a good soldier and got rich, it stated, but another guy broke the chain and died ignominiously.

    Through the years the letters flourished, disappeared, then reappeared, sometimes with the wording changed.  Doubtless they were kept going by superstitious people.  Finally a couple of years ago, to the relief of postal clerks everywhere, they seemed to have disappeared permanently.

    Now they're back, completely different.  A recipient is instructed to get in touch with the person atop the list of five names, ask what brand of liquor, (not to exceed $5.50 a fifth) he prefers, give him a  bottle, remove his name, add his own to the bottom of the list and send out copies.

image     A man in Hollywood claims he received 14 fifths of whisky through the chain letter.  I don't believe it.  But that's where we are today -- even a chain letter turns into a commercial.

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    VAGRANT THOUGHT -- Another day, another picture of Carole Tregoff.

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    A BIG MOMENT, at least conversationally, to people driving in high mountains is when their ears pop.  To facilitate this procedure, Mr. and Mrs. A. W. Anderson of Canoga Park were chewing gum as they recently came over the Ridge Route.  The situation was pinpointed by Sally, 5, who remarked suddenly, "Hey, who shut me off?"

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    INSIDE DOPE
The pills and the capsules
    I'm taking these days
Are costly, but beautifully
    dyed.
There's turquoise with
    brown and there's
    purple with gold-
I'll bet I'm sure
    pretty inside.
        --GINNY LENZ


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    WISHING TO buy "The Pirates of Penzance," an Escondido lady named Christiane went into a local record shop and asked, "Do you have Gilbert and Sullivan?"

    The young man didn't know. He worked there only part time, he said.  He spoke to another young man wearing a Palomar J.C. sweater.  Both shrugged and the first one asked, "What does Gilbert N. Sullivan blow, ma'am?"

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    THE CLIENTELE
is not quite finished with variations on the phrase "The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain."

    Tom M. is of the opinion that "The smog in the bog is like grog to the frog."

    C.E.M. argues that "The snow in Mo. falls slowly on St. Joe."  He adds that he signs only his initials because he'd hate for anyone to know he thought of it.

    Writer Alvin Sapinsley, who once passed briefly through New Haven, Conn., wonders if maybe "The hail at Yale falls gaily in the dale."

    Alvin also must accept responsibility for "The monsoon in Rangoon makes all the loonies swoon" and "The precipitation in Union Station causes consternation in the capital of the nation."

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    AROUND TOWN -- Quite an uproar along Santa Monica Bay since  a huge derrick barge anchored about a mile off Malibu pier last week, object oil exploration.  Most seaside residents say the rig ruins their view.  However, some say any activity in the ocean enhances its charm . . . AKFI newscaster, said, "I'll be back in a moment with the air-crash news."  These are the conditions which have prevailed lately . . . Speaking of which, there's an unverified tale circulating that as a celebrity-loaded flight prepared to take off at the airport the call went out over the public address system, "Will Dr. Spears please call at the ticket office to check his luggage?"

Jan. 25, 1960, Beatniks
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