Word: caravans
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Beer & Jokes. Next day, 11,000 Republican ward heelers, precinct captains and office seekers roared into the fairgrounds, leaving a wake of blended whiskey, cold beer and old Roosevelt jokes. They came by special train, bus, airplane, automobile caravan. They were cocky, noisy, full of fire. As farmers on the midway gaped, they clamored into the race-track grandstand for their own fun & fireworks...
...last days before Minnesota's Republican primary, Harold Stassen uncorked his Sunday punch. Across the state streamed a 300-car caravan of bustling, energetic, amateur electioneers. At small towns in 60 of Minnesota's 87 counties they stopped, posted placards, distributed campaign throwaways, talked politics with main street loungers...
Every technique used by the theatre in the past and a half-dozen odd new ones are employed to take the Fogg caravan around the globe. Silent movies are projected on a screen every few scenes; trains move across the stage; eagles pick up heroes and carry them off; feathers drop on the audience from the ceiling. These peculiarities, combined with a change of scene without panse every five minutes, keep the hapless audience tense, probably more with fear than anything else...
...Mina's reception over, the Aleman caravan set out again in the midday glare, the candidate's black Cadillac sedan at its head. When the procession reached the end of the International Highway's hard surface, construction gangs served mezcal, drunk with maguey worm salt. Thereafter the road became a mule path that dipped into canyon beds, clung to mountainsides. The sun grew hotter, the dust thicker; passengers climbed out to lighten loads. In streams-shallow at the dry season-drivers parked to cool their tires...
...dusk the caravan emerged onto the broad plains of the Tehuantepec Isthmus, where, ever since the days of Heman Cortes, men have talked of digging a Gulf-to-Pacific Canal. Brown families bathed in the tepid streams. At Tequi-sixtlan, brilliantly costumed Tehuana women danced the stately Llorona (The Weeper) to the music of a twelve-foot marimba. The politicos watched, and sipped the milk of green coconuts...