The bar brawl has been part of the social spectrum since long before you, I, or even our grandparents were born. Think of a time when a Wet Pussy meant nothing more than a cat having fallen down the river, when a Cowboy Shot meant a man with leather boots and a wound, and when Sex On The Beach was something for the savages.
As accustomed as we are to the odd rough and tumble at bars and nightclubs across Australia, it can be easy to forget the bar brawl’s humble beginnings.
B.C:
While the forever famous portrait of The Last Supper paints a pretty picture (pun intended) of hospitality in times of Jesus and His disciples, this was not always the case.
Rumour has it Joseph rustled up Jesus’s stable-come-birthplace by planting his noble fists upon the Inn Keepers face in a moment of violence and anger. Christ did need a place to be born, after all.
1650′s:
Shakespeare’s stories of love and lust weren’t always so.
Insiders say Juliette took part in a cat fight of the century in a bid to gain Romeo’s attention. It turns out that drinking fake poison was much more affective in the end.
1850′s:
Out on the Gold Field’s of Australia’s barren land, bar brawls were even more frequent than venue violence today. Instead of banks and those clever little boxes we affectionately call ATM’s, patron’s carried their night’s beer gold on them at all times.
Apply the term ‘finders, keepers’ with wandering hands and, well, the rest is history.
1950′s:
In a time where swing skirts and hair grease turned our grandparents on (excuse the visual), drinking while out was not as socially acceptable as today.
Don’t let the creaming soda fool you though, regardless of a lack of alcohol on the town, Teddy Boys still needed to impress the ladies with knuckles in crotches. Cue Danny Zuko.
Present day:
Today, the bar brawl is more alive as ever. And while we have progressed from stables turned boxing rings, poison consumption for attention, carrying life savings in our pockets and creaming soda inspired crunches; the bar brawl seems to be one habit we just can’t kick.
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