I knew that someday I would address this issue based on a scene placed in my mind since my young days of viewing the SaturdayCowboy movies at the GEM Theatre.
It wasn’t only those b- westerns showing the traveling salesman with great offers of health and other great benefits in life. Far removed from the cure of physical ailments but using the same methods as the cure- all tonic promoters, we can remember Robert Preston as Harold Hill in the movie “The Music Man.” Confidence- man Hill arrives at dull River City intending to cheat the community with his standard scam of offering to equip and train a boy’s marching band, then skip town with the money since he has no musical skill anyway. Fast talking and wild claims were the stock- intrade of promoters of cure- alls and other schemes. Incidentally, there is a good ending to the “Music Man” movie.
Two drops, 45 seconds. Zero pain. “Imagine applying just two drops of a mysterious tonic to wherever you are hurting… and suddenly… literally within 45 seconds… you are able to climb stairs easily… bend over to pet the dog…get up from the lawn chair…and enjoy a good night’s sleep without almost ANY pain. It works in seconds…and has no side effects. By far the best pain relief on the planet,” says retiree ( Jane Doe), from Buffalo, N. Y. Then the ad ends with these enticing words: “For a life free of pain, click here now.”
I hesitate to list more details. This is such a magic tonic I might launch out in pursuit of helping all ailing people and getting rich ( Just kidding).
Anyway, can’t we understand how the peddler of magic cures in the old Wild West made a living? There is still the allure to find the cure for whatever afflicts us. Pain and sickness is real. We search for answers.