“We Don’t Sell Beer”

A Natchez, Mississippi man named Ron Miller, looking to improve his community, hosted a federal official who could help finance his project. Miller took the official out on the town. At the midnight hour, the visitor asked to visit a well-known local bordello, Nellie’s. Just out of curiosity. As was the practice, Miller took the man to the back door. A young woman answered. “What do you want?” Miller explained they’d like to drink a couple of beers and talk. “We don’t sell beer.” The woman bluntly told him what they did sell. “When you want some of that, you ...