THE WONDER DRUG versus THE THUMB
Little Alvin McGuire stared at the monitor hanging from the ceiling of the drug store. Why were they showing people running through fields of long grass? And not young people. Not parents. Grandparents. Why was every one smiling? Alvin looked at his thumb. It looked delicious. He stuck it in his mouth. He looked up at the television again. Everyone was kicking up their heels. Like they were at a party. And the grandmothers had a twinkle in their eyes. And the grandfathers looked puffed up with pride. And then the warning. If you maintain an erection for more than five hours see a doctor.