Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #231

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #231

…“Has the entire world gone mad?” There is no stopping this Renaissance caveman…

World Gone Mad

“Someone is going to pay for this… that Paul broad, yeah, I’ll walk her to the station if I have to!”

So he bravely enters the rotunda, but this time he is recognized and they do not allow him to pass. The guards, already in place at the state run institution, are merely listening to Alice Paul, nary viewing her as any threat to society, leaving her to complete her forum. But not Sam Schuster, damn it; she is embarrassing him at every turn and he is out his police car! He has to walk back to the TPD station, to retrieve backup, to capture that evil riotous creature that is polluting the minds of previously content women of his city.

Besides being out of breath when he gets there, he receives little support when does. ‘We have to go home in an hour and we want to sleep in our own beds,’ is what he hears from his younger, married charges. There is but one single man on duty, and guess what–his girlfriend is at the rally, ‘I am ‘bout ready to ask that girl to marry me and you want me to arrest aSuffrage Part One-001 woman like Alice Paul. Jeez, she is a national celebrity.’

“Has the entire world gone mad?” There is no stopping this Renaissance caveman. “I’ll put all of you on report for insubordination,” he says, as he grabs the only available police car to return to the capitol rotunda, where he finds his suspect glad handing her supporters. “You are under arrest for,” he lists, “inciting a riot, disturbing the peace, resisting arrest, assaulting an officer of the law, violating the public meeting law, and causing the property of the city of Tallahassee to be stolen.” The last of his “charges” sum up their validity, but he follows through with the seizure regardless.

Alice Paul spends all of an hour behind bars, with bail raised by no less than 50 women and even a handful of men who come forward at the urging of their spouses.

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“Your honor, I would ask the court to dismiss the charges against my client,” pleads attorney Ferrell on behalf of the 34 year old woman seated beside him, having returned to Florida to face the court. “No crime has been committed, with the possible exception of upsetting the apple cart.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #230

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #230

…”Hell, give ‘em a vote and before you know it, they’ll elect one of their own“…

Suffrage Part One-001

Led by the fiery Paul, 300 women and growing, others joining along the one-mile walk from the city park to the capitol building, make their way noisily, some toting signs and banners. Only the deaf, dumb and blind are able to ignore this feminine spectacle, the rest either dumbfounded or unable to get their automobile or carriage around the protesters.

Suffrage Poster-001       One of those inconvenienced is the chief of police, Sam Schuster. He has had a couple of his men watching what he thought was going to be a small dainty meeting. But he is on his way home, home to a dinner-less kitchen table, now thwarted by a huge crowd, Model Ts backed up for as far as the eye can see.

There is plenty of time for him to figure out what he can charge organizers with, though he is wise to let this run its course, for fear of being beaten by purses and parasols. On average, the chief runs a tight ship, nonsense and mischief are usually short-lived. He considers this nonsense on a very large scale. ‘We want the right to vote, ha, that’s a good one. What does a woman know about politics? Hell, give ‘em a vote and before you know it, they’ll elect one of their own.’ He is speaking to himself, about to change his mind. ‘This is bullshit–I’m going to break up this skirt party, arrest that woman fillin’ their heads with foolishness.’

He gets out of police car, puts on his official police hat, grabs his TPD megaphone and wades into the sea of estrogen driven humanity. He goes unnoticed, for the most part; an occasional dirty look cast his way, until he has achieved the podium on the stairs of the Capitol there for all the five hundred to see.

He turns to the crowd, speaking in the amplified cone, “Please disperse immediately! You are illegally blocking traffic!”

Break it up!

Alice Paul thinks on her feet, telling them, “That’s all right ladies, let’s go inside!”  She turns straight away, followed directly by her audience. It is like cattle on the drive and Sam Schuster does not know what do, stumbling, mumbling, finally trampled into the concrete like so many ants.

When the dust clears, he shakes off his grogginess and heads for his car, well if he had one. It is not where he left it, the traffic jam having since broken up, and someone is joyriding in a black Model T Ford with big white a star and the letters TPD on each door. “Someone is going to pay for this… that Paul broad, yeah, I’ll walk her to the station if I have to!”


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #147

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #147

…I hope Susan B. Anthony is waiting for you in the lobby – that would fix your wagon!

“Has Beacon Hill copyrighted the name, Pearson-Eastman Journal?” asks Abbey in typically pointed fashion.

“Well, no, we have been swamped with the addition of Herbert Love to the limited partnership. It’s not like merely adding a name to a document you know,” James dares to clarify.

“If they do not have patent rights to their name, the first issue is fair game for plagiarism, or even worse, another magazine stealing their format ideas.”

“Yes,” he concedes, “I see your point. Sometimes even the senior partners lose track of details, seeing that we have over a one hundred clients that I am aware of. Not the least of them is J.P. Morgan’s scheme to freeze John D. Rockefeller out of the steel business.”

“I guess that makes George Eastman chopped liver?”

“No, but he is a silent partner. Judith is the Eastman in the lead.”

“Perhaps when women gain the right to vote, we’ll get some respect,” Abbeys states emphatically.

“Well, I respect you, honey bunch.” Oops.

“You can take your honey bunch and put it in the cellar next to the old potatoes. When men have the nerve to respect women outside the walls of the home, then and only then will God be glorified and true equality happening for all.”

“I must take my leave Hon…uh, Abbey. The office is expecting me.”

“Coward! I hope Susan B. Anthony is waiting for you in the lobby – that would fix your wagon!

  “I heard she is in a sanatorium, old and crazy I suspect.”

   He should have kept walking.

   “You best stop at the diner on your way home.”

    “What?”

     “And you will find your bed-things on the sofa. It will give you time to ponder women’s suffrage.”

This time he moves through the door without clever commentary. The doghouse is a lonely place.


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