From Our "Fermented Irony" Files
Here's an ad from the 1950s -- a time when it was okay for pilots to share a few drinks before flights.
Well, today IS a special occasion, so maybe we're supposed to think that they didn't indulge in large glasses of Brewer's Gold all the time (we're sure that they didn't invite the ol' balls and chains to the airport all the time). Yes, today they're celebrating young navigator Dirk's marriage to stewardess Betty. And it was just in time too -- Betty looks like she's at least six months along. Should a woman in her condition really BE drinking?
And smoking? (I see a lit Chesterfield in the ashtrash by her large mug o' Ballantines.) But maybe the cigarette belongs to Peter, the sandy-haired guy to the far right. Yeah, he's the one trying not to show how much he resents Dirk. See, he and Betty used to be an item, even though he's married to the lovely Yvette. But Yvette is frigid At least, that's what Peter told Betty. He promised to divorce Yvette and marry Betty -- but after two years of that, Betty told Peter that she was 22, and couldn't wait around any longer.
So, Betty informed Dirk, who had loved her from the day he first set eyes on her (she was spilling coffee on him at the time), that she would be his bride. Before that, Betty hadn't even given Dirk the time of day -- she thought his dandruff was gross. But with a little one on the way, she really couldn't be too picky. Notice how Dirk is eying Peter -- it's as if he's saying, "She's MINE now, Peter. You can look at her all you want, but lay one finger on her and you're a dead man, pally."
Betty will have to quit her job now that she's married, of course. Since stewardesses are actually on the planes to serve as sex objects for traveling businessmen, allowing them to keep working after they tied the knot would undermine the sanctity of marriage. No, now Betty will stay home and rule the world by possessing the hand that rocks the cradle.
Here we see Betty thanking Mary-Louise, the wife of Senior Pilot Dave Andrews, for the lovely blender. Mary-Louise is saying, "I wanted to give you something you could use." She is thinking, "You'll be using it to make pureed peas and strained bananas in not many months, if I'm any judge of these things."
After everybody finished their drinks, Dirk said he and Betty had a plane to Niagra Falls to catch, and Dave and Peter said they had a plane to St. Louis to fly. A baggage handler, watching Dave and Peter walk accross the tarmac, thought they seemed a little unsteady -- but then he reminded himself that nobody paid him to think, and went back to stomping on suitcases.
Sadly, the plane never made it to St. Louis, and the the airline had to make another red line (for tragedy) on their U.S. map.
Eventually Betty will come to despise Dirk, and one day, in a fit of anger, will tell him that little Dickie isn't really his son. However, they will stay together for ten more years of bitter arguments, blistering recriminations, and sarcastic sniping -- Brewer's Gold will play a part in those get-togethers too. The End.
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