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AT FAST EDDIES
The world has turned many times since I was last
at Fast Eddies on 4th Street in Alton,
Illinois, a Mississippi river town –
just after the First Gulf War to be exact.
Then Fast Eddies was a long, ill-lit room
with a bar and kitchen, wooden tables,
backless benches, and something of a
reputation. I had my pocket picked.
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Until the end of the Civil War
Missouri was a ‘slave’ state Illinois
a ‘free’ state. ‘Runaways’ would try to cross
the wide and headlong river to seek out
Alton’s few abolitionists, and then
be sent along the Underground Railway
north and east into safer states. The town,
however, was home to would-be slave owners,
settlers from Kentucky and Tennessee.
In the town’s cemetery – on top
of a chain of limestone bluffs that flank
the Mississippi at this point – is a
monument of big city proportions
placed so that it can be seen from across
the river. It is in memory of
Elijah P. Lovejoy, abolitionist
and champion of free speech, silenced
by a murderous pro-slavery mob.
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On the bluffs beside the Great River Road,
below the town, the first people painted
a giant bird, The Piasa – a creature
of myth, covered in multi-coloured scales,
with an eagle’s beak, and a fox’s head
surmounted by horns, that terrorised
the innocent in these fertile lands.
The people were exiled or slaughtered.
Archaeologists curate what they have left.
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The world has turned many, many times since.
Now at Fast Eddies there are neon lights,
live music, and cocktails, the furniture
is cabaret style, and customers dance
with iPhones on the website. But the beer
is still Budweiser from St Louis,
on the opposite bank of the river,
and the clientele is still entirely white.
One response to “AT FAST EDDIES”
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This sounds like some of my student-days Newcastle pubs… going silent when non-Geordie strangers (us) walked in.
Now wine-bars full of ‘Vera’ tourists… I could tell THEM a tale or two from the 1960s!
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