On our day of national discontent, otherwise known as tax
day, I give to you a big bottle of Pabst Tonic. This supposed cure-all would
calm nerves, aid in digestion, focus the mind, restore health, and nip just
about anything ailing the turn-of-the-century sucker…I mean patient. I’m sure the marketers at Pabst would be
proclaiming their marvelous extract would garner extra deductions if the FDA
hadn’t finally put an end to dubious medical products of its sort.
This ad ran in Popular Mechanics in April of 1913, probably the reason that Pabst decided to use the phrase "tax upon mental, physical and nervous forces". I see the serial comma was fighting an uphill battle even back in 1913. That is unless physical and nervous forces are inseparable. Not being a malt extract expert, I really can't speak on these matters!
Anyway, all kidding aside, here’s hoping the government doesn’t take too big a
bite this year. May your debits be small and your returns great!
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