Lore - Lore 236: Spirited

Episode Date: September 11, 2023

Lore 236: Spirited Humans have done some horrible things over the course of history, usually because of internal issues. But one outside substance developed a frightening reputation thanks to folklore. Produced by Aaron Mahnke, with research and writing by GennaRose Nethercott, and music by Chad Lawson.   Lore Resources  Episode Music: lorepodcast.com/music  Episode Sources: lorepodcast.com/sources  All the shows from Grim & Mild: www.grimandmild.com   Sponsors Stamps: Get a 4-week trial, free postage, and a digital scale at Stamps.com/LORE. KiwiCo: Redefine learning with play—explore hands-on projects that build creative confidence and problem-solving skills with KiwiCo! Get 50% off your first month, plus FREE shipping on ANY crate line at kiwico.com/LORE. Liquid I.V.: The #1 Powdered Hydration Brand in America is now available in Sugar-Free. Get 20% off when you go to LiquidIV.com, and use code LORE at checkout.   To advertise on our podcast, please reach out to [e-mail], or visit our listing here. ©2023 Aaron Mahnke. All rights reserved.

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I personally might have overlooked. After all, I imagine tomb floors aren't the most spotless places, right? But these researchers were experts, and the anomaly caught their eye right away. Despite its surroundings, this residue had nothing to do with death. Rather, what the archaeologist found was a substance long associated with celebrating life. That is, booze. Specifically, traces of wheat and barley-based alcohol, or, as you and I know it today,

beer. Up until then, it had been believed that beer brewing began around 5,000 years ago. But here's the thing about this burial site. It was 13,000 years old. What the researchers had unearthed was nothing short of the earliest brewery ever discovered. Scientists believe that humans develop the ability to metabolize alcohol long before we were, well, modern humans, with primates consuming fermented fruit. Some anthropologists even think that humans invented agriculture itself out of a desire

to brew alcohol. And if that isn't proof that our species has basically had the same priority since day one, I don't know what is. It's been known as Hooch, sauce, the hard stuff, giggle water, call it whatever you want. Alcohol is one of humankind's most ubiquitous creations, and so it's no surprise that as it evolved, something else evolved right along with it. Fook lore.

I'm Aaron Manky, and this is lore. Close your eyes and imagine a scene with me. You're at a wedding. The ceremony has ended and waiters and white button downs have begun circling the dining room, delivering food and drink to the guests. Suddenly you hear a chime, like a thin bell ringing. Someone at a nearby table is clinking their butter knife against their glass. And yes, you know exactly what that sound means. It's time for a toast. The practice of giving toasts is so common that we may not recognize it as folklore at all.

But in truth, this ritual comes right out of the realms of superstition. According to one historian, the explanation for why we clink our glasses is that the bell-like noise would drive off the devil, and toasting superstition doesn't end there. The ancient Greeks would toast to the dead with water instead of wine, to symbolize their river voyage to the underworld. And so even to this day, it's considered bad luck to toast with water in your glass, lest you call death to the dinner table. In Spain and France, it's essential to make eye contact while toasting. The punishment if you break it, seven years of bad intimacy with your partners, if you know what I mean. In Japan, it's unlucky and poor manners to pour your own cup of sake. Others must pour it for you, and vice versa.

In other superstitions, two people drinking from the same glass of wine or beer will find their futures forever entangled, so be careful who you offer a sip to. Oh, and a quick aside, the word toast itself comes from the 17th century, when people would put actual bits of herb bread into their wine to improve the taste and soak up some of the acidity. I can't imagine that it was very good, but hey, you can't knock it until you've tried it, right? Speaking of wine, it's usually considered unlucky to spill wine.

Unless of course your British and the wine is spilled on you, in which case that is lucky. Got a sailing voyage ahead? Well, pouring a glass of wine into the waves can calm and angry sea. Oh, and if you want to get a person drunk on just one glass of wine, slip a few of their fingernail clippings into the glass. That should do the trick, according to folklore. Now, let's be clear though, I'm not endorsing that one.

Yes, it's unethical, but it's also very, very icky. Now if the fingernail thing weren't gross enough, in the 17th century romantic young Englishmen would stab themselves and mix their blood into their own wine before toasting the women they loved. Then of course there's the Catholic Transubstantiation, in which wine becomes Christ's literal blood when drunk. Suddenly, a piece of wet toast doesn't sound so bad, does it? Of course, not all superstitions celebrated drinking, some demonized it. During the temperance movement of the early 1900s, for example,

it was associated with Satan himself. One propaganda cartoon, likened a sip of alcohol to, and I quote, The Devil's Tobagan depicting a drunkard on a slide plummeting right into his own grave. The Devil himself was known to partake too. There are numerous folk tales from around the world about people getting the Devil drunk in order to defeat him, like one in Mexico, where a man selling Polkay, a traditional fermented agave drink, warmed his way out of a deal with a devil by getting the devil so drunk that he passed out and burst into flames.

Or a Scottish folktale, in which a highlander beats the devil in a wrestling contest after getting him drunk on his finest bottle of whiskey. But it isn't just the devil who enjoys a well-mixed cocktail. In fact, the other party animals were the gods. An H&D-gipped almost all the gods love to toss back a stiff drink, and how do you worship a drunken god? Well, by drinking, of course. A lot. Opsi-risk, the god of death and the afterlife was even said to have been responsible for teaching humans how to brew beer and wine. In death, families would often bury their loved ones with the finest brew to try and impress

Osiris. And it wasn't just Egyptians, either. Many cultures believe that intoxication brought you closer to the gods. Puritans even referred to alcohol as the good creature of God. And then there's the ancient Maya God of Drinking, Akhan, whose name literally translates into...belch. His best friend happened to be the God of creativity, which reminds me of Bacchus, the Roman God of Wine, who could inspire frenzied fits of passion, religious devotion, and creativity in his drunken followers.

Looking back, it seems that divinity, artistic inspiration, and alcohol have been linked throughout human history. And no spirit is more tied to creative genius, nor more wrapped in folklore. Then absent. It's a well-worn ritual. First the bartender places a glass in front of you containing a crystal clear emerald green liquid. Atop the glass balances a flat silver spoon, slotted with intricate carvings.

There's a sugar cube on the spoon, and the bartender pours a stream of water over it, so it passes through the sugar, through the spoon, and into the green liquid below. Your translucent drink goes pale and milky, as if by magic, you take a cautious sip, and it tastes of licorice and herbs, like a bitter pinch.

And now, you may as well say hello. After all, you've just met the green fairy. Absenth is a highly alcoholic liquor made from Artemisia absintheum, a type of wormwood. While there are other herbs in the recipe, like fennel and green anise, wormwood is both a primary ingredient and the most controversial. The leafy plant grows in Europe, Siberia and the United States, and it's one of the most bitter plants on earth.

And then there's the fact that wormwood contains thujone, a chemical with hallucinogenic properties, but absent didn't always have the reputation it has now. It actually began life as a medicine. As far back as 1552 BC, the ancient Egyptians used medicinal wormwood, which we know because they wrote it down on a papyrus scroll that survives to this day. The ancient Greeks had a medicine called Ebsinthian,

made by soaking wormwood leaves in wine or spirits. The word Ebsinthian actually meant undrinkable because of how bitter the stuff was, but I must not have been totally undrinkable because they drank plenty of it to treat menstruation pain, jaundice, anemia, and rheumatism, and even to aid in childbirth. In the second century CE, warmwood tinctures were used for stomach problems and swooning. In fact, the nickname Wormwood came from the fact that it was used to help get rid of stomach worms. Jumping forward to the 1700s, the first modern absent recipe was believed to have been invented by a Frenchman named, and I know

this is going to sound like a cartoon character, Dr. Pierre Ordinare. The first absent, the stillery opened in 1797 to produce it and mass, but even then it was still purely medicinal. That is, until 1840, when France was busy conquering and colonizing Algeria, and bear with me here, I swear the Algerian thing is relevant. You see, French soldiers often got sick in the unfamiliar landscape, and were given absent medicine for fevers to prevent dysentery, and even to ward off insects.

They would mix it into their wine to cut the bitterness, and they found that it had quite a fun, boozy kick to it too. By the time the troops got home, they had developed a taste for what they called laverte, or the green, which then spread to civilians. Absent as an alcoholic beverage was finally in fashion. See, I told you it would be relevant. Now around this time, the French grape vineyards were wiped out by an insect infestation called

philoxera. Wine became more scarce and more expensive, but you know what was neither? Absent. Its popularity boomed, and it wasn't uncommon to start the morning with a glass of absinthe, and end the day with Louvert, or the Green Hour, where you would have, well, more absinthe. And it wasn't just French, its popularity spread across Europe, and even to America. Remember, intoxication has been linked to artistic inspiration for thousands of years. An absinthe trickled right into that legacy. It's no shock that the cheap, readily available and very strong alcohol became popular among artists. Some were so inspired by the drink that had even leaked into their art. Painters like Edward Manet, Vincent Van Gogh, Henri Due to

Luz Lutrecht and Pablo Picasso, all-made paintings depicting people drinking absent. In fact, one of Toulouse Lutrecht's paintings was a portrait of Van Gogh, drinking absinthe. Writers like Ernest Hemingway, James Joyce, Charles Baudelaire, Oscar Wilde, and many others were vocal absinthe fans. A glass of absinthe, Oscar Wilde said, is as poetical as anything in the world. What difference is there between a glass of absinthe and a sunset. The artists, drawn to myth and whimsy, referred to the drink as the green fairy. They idealized being drunk, and just like the ancient Mayans and Greeks, they too associated

drunkenness with a sort of muse figure, who would bring inspiration and brilliance to their work. In the words of Arthur Rimbo, the poet makes himself a seer through a long prodigious and rational disordering of all the senses. In other words, to be a poet, a good poet, even a great poet, you had to be drunk first. The green fairy herself was personified in art as a beautiful, emerald, winged woman, barring a tall, swirling glass. The whole culture around Absent had developed a sort of magic attached to it, with the belief that it had the ability to alter the mind

and heightened creativity. Before long, Absent had become synonymous with Bohemianism. But as much as artists idealized it, the public was less convinced. Actually, Absent was beginning to gain a reputation of rotting the mind, and even being responsible for the decline of French culture. Addiction to absinthe even earned its own ominous name. Absintheism. And it got darker too. More and more doctors and citizens had begun to come forward, condemning the drink for causing violent personalities, addiction, and lunacy, and even murder. It was a sweltering day in Cammune, Switzerland, and Jean-Louffret, a woke hot and thirsty. He dragged himself out of bed, pulled on his clothes, and spent the morning of August 28,

1905, as he always did, with a glass of pre-work absent. Louffret was a 31-year-old French laborer living in Switzerland, a big, burly man. He was no stranger to hard work. In his youth, he spent three years as a soldier for the French army, but now he was a family man, with a wife, two young daughters, and another kid on the way. As his wife cook breakfast, he had a second glass of absinthe. The why not? After all, it would be a long day. There was the family farm to tend to, and then hours of grueling manual labor at the job site where he, his father, and his brother all worked. And when that was done, he planned to go mushroom foraging before heading home. But his boots needed

waxing before he could forage in the muddy woods, so he told his wife to do it. She ignored him though, so he shouted at her, but eventually gave up and went out to tend the cows. Soon, Lufre, his father and his brother all headed off to work, stopping for a cremd among the cognac and a soda on the way. It was only 5.30 in the morning. At lunch, he drank six glasses of piquet, a local wine, and then he had another glass around 4.15 when work got out. After that, the men left N.D. compressed from their long

day of labor. Where? At a bar, of course, to drink brandy-laced coffee. When Lufre and his father finally made it home, they sat at the table and downed another leader of pickets. Not between them, mind you, a leader each. Meanwhile, Lufre's pregnant wife looked on, shaking her head. Meanwhile, Lufre's pregnant wife looked on, shaking her head. Stop drinking and go milk the cows, she said. Milk them yourself, he replied, pouring himself a hearty cup of coffee, laced with homemade brandy, of course. And that is when Lufre noticed his boots, still sitting under the sink, dull and unwaxed. A shouting match broke out between Lufre and his wife.

She accused him and his father of being lazy drunks. Lufre didn't take kindly to that and yelled at her to shut up. But she refused, yelling back the words, try and make me. Now I want to give you a bit of warning here, because what happens next is pretty grisly. Jean Lufre stumbled to the closet and pulled out his long-barreled, bolterald bolt-action vertelli rifle, then he shot his wife in the face. His father, watching horrified, fled for help. For a moment, all was silent, and then there was a rustle by the door. Lufreix's four-and-a-half-year-old daughter Rose had heard the gunshot and come to the

kitchen, only to gape in shock at her mother, dead on the floor. With glazed eyes, Lufre shot her too, and then he stepped into the next room and shot his two-year-old daughter Blanche in her crib. Finally, in perhaps the most terrible moment of clarity, he turned the rifle on himself, but the barrel was too long. He tried to rig it up with string, but it wouldn't work, and when he fired, all he did was shoot himself in the jaw. It wasn't long before his father returned police in tow. Word traveled fast about Lufre's case, and specifically the fact that he'd consumed absinthe at the day's start.

It would be another six months before Lufre's case finally made it to trial, though. On February 23rd of 1906, Jean Lufre was shuffled into the courtroom, his fate shadowing along behind. The defense pleaded insanity, on account of Lou Frey's intoxication, of course, but surprisingly they weren't mentioning the fact that he'd drunk enough wine and cordials to straight up embalm himself, know the defense relied solely on the absinthe. They brought in psychologist Dr. Albert Meheim, who testified that Lufre had, and I quote, absent madness. Without a doubt, he testified, it is the absent he drank daily and for a long time that

gave Lufre the ferociousness of temper and blind rages that made him shoot his wife for nothing and his two poor children whom he loved. It seemed that Lufre's lawyers were using absent the generate reputation to try and absolve their clients. That defense didn't hold though. After all, Lufre had only two tiny glasses of this stuff, and at the very beginning of the day. And thankfully the judge didn't think getting blackout drunk was a very good excuse to murder

your whole family. He was convicted of quadruple homicide, for his wife, his two daughters, and his unborn child. Lufre was sentenced to 30 years, but three days later, he hanged himself in his cell. The defense of Abyssinth Madness may not have held up in the court of law, but it did hold up in the court of public opinion. Word of Lufre's trial traveled fast, and its connection to the green fairy went with it, and other God knows how many drinks

Lufre consumed were forgotten, but memory of the Absinthe remained. It was no longer just a cheap drink for vagabond artists. This stuff was dangerous. Less than three months later, the region of Switzerland where Jean Lufre had lived banned Absinthe entirely. Over the next few years, more bands swept across Europe, and then, around the world. The days of the green fairy and its lighthearted bohemian branding were over. Absinth had transformed from medicine to muse and from there it had become a monster. History is like dominoes. An ancient Egyptian doctor created an herbal tincture to treat sickness, and nearly 3,000

years later the poet Charles Baudelaire was writing flowers of evil, a glass of that same tincture in his hand. One small action rippled through time, affecting untold future generations. And because the drunken abuse of husband in 1905 killed his family, bars in the year 2000 were still prohibited from carrying that man's drink of choice. I'm always amazed at these links, like invisible webbing,

tying humanity together across space, time, and memory. Absinth may have been banned, but its tale isn't over just yet. In like all the best stories, this one has a twist ending. Enter the contemporary New Orleans chemist and absinth maker, Ted Bro. In the 1990s, Ted acquired two bottles of pre-ban absinth, that is, absinth that had been made before the drink was made illegal, and he chemically tested them. What he discovered was that they contained barely any thujone. Remember thujone is the chemical in wormwood that supposedly causes hallucination, or,

in other words, the chemical that would be responsible for these so-called absinth madness, and yet these bottles only contained traces of thoojone, certainly not enough to cause lunacy. But maybe it had just degraded with time. After all the absent-then these bottles had sat unopened for decades. Luckily, Ted Bro was a thorough scientist, and he was going to get to the bottom of the mystery.

He started distilling his own absent-using pre-ban recipes and pre-ban equipment, recreating it exactly as it would have been made in Jean Le Frais's day. In 2008, along with a group of other scientists, he conducted further tests on both his own and the pre-bottled absinthe, only to find the same results, barely any food zone. Apparently the distillation process strips almost all of the food zone out, long before it's ready to drink. It's easy to get caught up in a story.

Myths are powerful, and magic is alluring, who wouldn't be enticed by a cursed cocktail, with the power to inspire great art, or drive a person to madness. But here's the thing, what Ted Brod discovered is that Absinth was always just alcohol, 140 proof alcohol, sure, but still just alcohol. Absinthism was nothing more than alcoholism, with a preference for the green fairy. In the end it seems, what gave Absinth its power all along, like so many other things throughout history, had been something both enticing and dangerous.

folklore like so many things in this world,ent is one of those substances that is dangerous at the extremes. For most people it was a special drink, just a beverage with personality and nothing more. Too much of it though was thought to cause madness and a society hellbent on the opposite end, banning it entirely, found themselves victim to the fear-inducing powers of folklore. But it's not the only beverage with a story. We may have served you the shot, but believe me, there's also a chaser.

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soul and a glass of scotch. Now while I wish I could distill it down into a single answer, no pun intended I swear. The truth is a little more complicated. While we don't know for certain where the link began, there are plenty of theories. Now one idea is that Aristotle gave distill the alcohol the name Spirit in 327 BC, because drinking it filled you with, well, a strange spirit. Now he wouldn't have used the English word spirit, of course, but the ancient Greek equivalent, Numa, which then could have later been translated to spirit as we know it today.

Similarly, in the New Testament of the Christian Bible, being filled with the Holy Spirit is likened to being drunk, which could have created an association between liquor and spirit. In the words of Drink Historian Elizabeth Pierce, the word Spirit initially meant breath or life, and that's where we get respiration, or expiration if you die, and even inspiration, that means the breath of God coming to you to give you ideas. Since breath and wind are invisible, Pierce claims that the word evolved to refer to give you ideas. Since breath and wind are invisible, Pierce claims that the word evolved to refer to other invisible things too, like ghosts.

This next theory takes a whole different approach, but hey, etymology is a crazy, fun thing. We'll start with the word alcohol, which is thought to come from the Middle East. Originally, it was either alcohol or alcohol, both of which are very different words. Algal in the Quran is a spirit or devil that causes intoxication, so therefore when people became intoxicated on liquor, some etymologists think it was given the same title as the

intoxicating devil. So far, same idea, right? Bean Drunk makes you feel like you're possessed, by thereby demonic or holy forces. Therefore spirits, the drink, and spirits, the ghosts aren't that different. It's the same basic idea, Aristotle, and the New Testament we're working with. But then there's alcohol, or as you might have heard, just coal spelled K-O-H-L. That's right, the charcoal black eyeliner, famous for giving flappers their smoky look. Cole has been a beauty product for thousands of years, and it's created through a process called sublimation,

very similar to distillation. So some linguists believe that the name for the cosmetic ended up being used to refer to, well, anything distilled. You know, like how some people say the brand-named Kleenex when they just mean a tissue. Kleenex, Xerox, Hoover, alcohol. Now think about the process of distillation itself. You evaporate a liquid and collect the vapor. And what is vapor? It's the misty, incorporeal essence of a thing. Sounds quite a bit like, that's right, a spirit. Perhaps this is why other alcohol, like wine and beer, isn't called a spirit.

It's only distilled liquor that is, liquor made by creating a ghost-like vapor. I know it's a lot, while liquor itself may be clear, history rarely is. When you think about it, there's so much overlap between spirits, the drink, and spirits, the entity, it's hard to pin down just one point of origin. There's distillation and its vaporous nature. There are religious links to the Holy Spirit and gods and the devils alike. And then, of course, drinking the stuff fills a person with a sort of uncanny spirit, changing their personality, almost being possessed.

Surely, Joan Lufre could have tested that. So the next time you come across a ghost in a dusty Victorian mansion or haunted hotel, listen closely. Is it really saying boo? Or could it be booze? Now let you be the judge. This episode of lore was produced by me, Aaron Manky, and was both written and researched by the amazing General Rose Nethercat, with music by Chad Lawson. Lore is much more than just the podcast, there is a book series available in bookstores and online, and two seasons of the television show on Amazon Prime Video. Check them both out if you want more lore in your life.

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