War Stomach

Now this ad caught my eye. It was buried deep in a corner column near the bottom of a back page, one or two from the end. Of course, there was much to worry about in those days (OCT 1944), and modern day worriers need only swap out the term that best suits them. For me, it’s “essay stomach”, for all those composition papers I get to read (good stuff some days…other days…well, no comment).

A friend of mine might say “teenager stomach” as his kid is acting, well, like teens do. You know, all goth-y and steeped in oodles of emo (that’s the term) angst. Don’t forget “office stomach” as there are more than a few a-holes acting like Michael from The Office.

The list…it goes on. One thing is certain: I’ve got some PB in my vanity. It’s a product that never goes out the style, even if the slogan is a little hacky. “Tastes good and does good.” Indeed.