Whiskey. Today's suck is soaked in whiskey, mostly in Jamison, some Irish whiskey, a great

drink for some fun times, kicking back and enjoying the taste of one of the best exports

the Emerald Isle has to offer. Also a popular drink in my experience for people to torture

you with by buying you shot after shot after shot until you're spinning and puking the

parking lot. Talking about Jamison will lead us obviously into talking about cannibalism.

Yep, John Jamison, the founder of Jamison was originally a lawyer from Aloa in Scotland

before he founded his distillery in Dublin in 1780. In 1805 he was joined by his son John

Jamison Jr., who took over the family business. For the next 41 years, Jr. built up the business

before handing it over to his son John Jamison III in 1851. They were killing it. By the turn of

the 19th century, Jamison's distilleries were the second largest producer in Ireland of Whiskey

and one of the largest in the world producing a million gallons annually. Dublin at the time was

the center of world whiskey production. It was the second most popular spirit in the world

after rum and internationally Jamison had by 1805 became the world's number one whiskey.

And then almost a century later at the end of the 19th century, the Jamison name would get

tarnished a wee bit when reports came back from the Congo that John's great grandson,

James S. Jamison, Jimmy James, paid to watch a young girl be killed and eaten. Cannibalism, not a great

PR moment, hard to build a successful ad campaign around some cannibalism. What the hell happened in

the Congo? We'll look into that today. And before we look into that, we'll look into how whiskey

came about and how alcohol itself came about. And today's, how did I spend so much time drinking alcohol

all these years, but no so very little about it? Why the hell are we also talking about cannibalism,

addition of time suck?

Happy Monday. And happy May meet, Sacks. Holy shit. Is it already May?

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