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For some reason, starting, oh, a fortnight ago, I've received a deluge of emails from Mark Steyn Club members asking me, for our next Tale for Our Time, to eschew anything dark and dystopian and instead give us something cheery and escapist. We already have a few comedic tales in our archive - including Jerome K Jerome's Three Men in a Boat and a certain other fellow's more contemporary The Prisoner of Windsor. But I thought we'd quit messing about and go straight to The Master: P G Wodehouse. If you need a twenty-minute nightly respite from the woes of the world in 2020, this is the place for you.
This forty-first of our monthly audio adventures features not any of Wodehouse's A-list comic creations - Jeeves, Bertie Wooster, Lord Emsworth, the Empress of Blandings - but one of the first of his recurring characters, albeit one who did not linger long: Psmith, of the Shropshire Psmiths. In this instance, Psmith is far from Shropshire and among the livelier social classes of pre-Great War Manhattan. As I mention in my introduction to this tale, Wodehouse felt obliged to explain a little of New York's mores to his British readership:
The conditions of life in New York are so different from those of London that a story of this kind calls for a little explanation. There are several million inhabitants of New York. Not all of them eke out a precarious livelihood by murdering one another, but there is a definite section of the population which murders—not casually, on the spur of the moment, but on definitely commercial lines at so many dollars per murder. The "gangs" of New York exist in fact. I have not invented them. Most of the incidents in this story are based on actual happenings. The Rosenthal case, where four men, headed by a genial individual calling himself "Gyp the Blood" shot a fellow-citizen in cold blood in a spot as public and fashionable as Piccadilly Circus and escaped in a motor-car, made such a stir a few years ago that the noise of it was heard all over the world...
Golly. Social realism from the creator of Aunt Dahlia and Gussie Fink-Nottle. Maybe this tale isn't as purely escapist as I thought. Not to worry, though: there are plenty of laughs along the way...
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