Please fasten your seat belts and get ready to puke !
Mice and rats are prolific breeders and have since time immemorial been the bane of human kind. They compete voraciously with us for food and also they spread many diseases.
So how to beat them ? My dad told me that in his youth days, people used to hunt for freshly-born baby rodents (less than a day old or so) and then eat them alive, just like that, or else dipped in a sauce or wrapped with a large banana split.
Folklore maintained that those pinkish, hairless and blind newborns “were effective for treatment of asthma and a good general tonic for the human body”.
I learned that in China, this practice of “pest control” is still popular. Anyone else game for this squeaky “delight”?
My apologies for gloating over the exit miseries of some people. But indeed, decades ago, this chocolate-flavoured remedy was highly-recommended and sought after by folks who happened to have persistent difficulties in doing big Export businesses.
Personally, I never had to resort to this weapon of poop expulsion, but in my childhood days, I remember, a couple of relatives had to deploy it from time to time.
We were warned many times by our elders NOT to steal and eat the contents, for the results could be catastrophe in the order of a napalm-bombing run.
I have not seen this product for ages: maybe it is not fashionable anymore; perhaps there are many newer medications that have come onto the market, all vying to extract both cash and kind from suffering souls.
A bit of exaggeration perhaps, but the self-proclaimed “Famous Pink Tablets” were probably the most highly-favoured over-the-counter medication of the ‘50s and ‘60s.
It was like the grand-mummy of the present-day Panadol. As the claim went, 2 tablets of these pink tablets could quickly take the misery out of Headches, Fever, Body Aches, Influenza and Toothaches. I suspect women of those days must have used them for other needs too.
In any case, I must have eaten at least 10 dozen boxes of the pinkish stuff in my younger days, as usually we did not (and could not afford to) visit a doctor unless we were about to die.
These days, I think Vinac is not popular anymore; the familiar red-and-yellow packaging has been replaced by something nondescript. I have not seen a modern specimen in real-life.
Confessions first: am no Mopiko salesman nor itching to be one.
But true to its Chinese name – 無比膏 – it was and still is an Incomparable Cream, matchless in its ability to soothe pain, stop itch and ease off a host of other discomforts.
I first came across this ‘wonder’ stuff some time in ‘60s – back then its advertisements were blasted numerous times over the radio everyday, “Stop Pain, Stop Itch, Use Mopiko”. Since then it has been granted permanent residency in my household.
I understand that the “Indications” list on the packaging differs slightly from country to country. The one here from Singapore says it is also good for pimples!
Anyway, this medication is so effective that oftentimes, one look at a tube is enough to trigger an itchy spot on the body.
Coughs bugged us kids on and off whole year round. But we had an extra leg-up on those ailments — the trusty Three-Legs brand cough syrup. It was cheap, readily available and quite effective. (Only in very bad cases when our lungs threatened to jump out of our mouths did we visit the doctors)
Dosage was kinda flexible. I remember we used to take 1 tablespoonful at a time, maybe hourly. If the cough was bad, then more often. But one uncle of mine used to drink half a bottle at one go, claiming that it afforded him a sound sleep at night. (He did wake up the following mornings).
Why was it branded as “Three-Legs” ? Maybe to give the doctors an extra run for their money. Has anyone any idea ?
No kidding ! That’s the Chinese description – 行軍散 – (as per my limited Chinese prowess). Yes, the 5-Pagoda Medicinal Powder that has been trusted for generations for ailments of the alimentary system.
But why was it called such ? Perhaps because it did an awesome job in giving the Marching Orders to whatever goblins inside us that were causing the tummy to bloat, or the guts to flush like a monsoon drain.
For old-timers, it was like magic silver bullets (just look at the small aluminum canisters). Just one canister of that minty brown powder was all it took to restore peace and order.
Alas, these days this stuff is shunned – even banned in some countries – in favor of modern chemical weapons.
Not quite as fascinating as Jason’s Odyssey but for an ancient set of walking fossils like me – or whatever remains of a body after 6 decades on planet Earth – these vintage Japanese analgesic plasters provided legendary relief from the aches and pains all over.
For those who read Chinese, the name is “Tuo Ku Hai” – meaning escape from the sea of misery. What an insightful name !
Tokuhon came into my life at a very young age. After a game of badminton, or a day’s work of sawing firewood for the family, my arms would ache at night, and dad was ready with his favorite patch-up job using pieces of this Japanese wonder. From there, the old habits stuck on for life.