Bailey Sarian (38:11)
The next president I want to tell you about is President Grover Cleveland. Cleveland was president from 1885 to 1889 and then 1893 to 1897. Numbers. Numbers. Cleveland married Frances Folsom when she was 21. And he was. And you know, to make things even weirder, Grover met Frances very soon after she was born, he was like, 27. He met her. That's kind of gross, but whatever, I guess. Frances father was one of Grover's, like, old work colleagues, and the families were like, close friends. So When Frances was 11, her dad died and Grover was appointed administrator of his estate. I keep thinking about Sesame Street. As Francis grew up, Grover bought her and her family like, extravagant gifts. And she called him, like, Uncle Cleave, which is gross because that would soon be her husband. Frances started dating her quote, unquote uncle when she was in college, and they got secretly engaged when Francis Princess was 20. They didn't announce their engagement until 10 months later, exactly five days before their wedding. And his favorite nickname for her was my darling child. Yeah. Ew. I don't know. These guys are all giving me the creeps. Like, I feel like I need to take a long, hot shower now. The wildest story about Grover actually has to do with his health scandal that he dealt with. So after he became president for his second term, he noticed, like, a little rough spot on the roof of his mouth. He's like, tongue in his mouth. He's noticing, like, something kind of feels funky. Within a few months, the spot had grown and a doctor diagnosed it as a malignant tumor, basically meaning it's cancer, you know, which not great for Grover, but it might have been even worse for the American people, really. So during this time in history, we were going, like, America was going through America, she's over there. Was going through, like, some rough economic times and heading towards a depression. So Grover worried that if the public found out about his diagnosis, it would cause chaos and make the economy even worse. But the White House doctor was pretty pushy about the fact that his tumor needed to be, like, removed. So Grover decided, okay, I'll remove it in secret. We have to do it, like, low key, like, no one can know about this. So he announced to the public that he was taking a four day fishing trip on his friend's yacht. You know, just an innocent little vacation with the girls. He didn't necessarily lie. He was on a yacht, you know, and he would be gone for four days. But what the public didn't know, and the media and all that, was that he was actually on the yacht to. To get his tumor removed. Yeah, in secret, as fast as possible. Now, doctors to this day are, like, amazed by this surgery. First off, the surgeons were doing it on a moving boat. Plus they had to leave as small of a scar as possible and not change the shape of his face or jaw at all. Because people would notice, you know? And most important for his public image, they could not ruin Grover's signature mustache. I mean, to them, like, that would be a dead giveaway. People would be like, where's your. You know, where's your mustache? Like, what happened? The surgeons only had 90 minutes to execute the surgery, and it ended up taking six surgeons to finish the operation. Wow. So they put Grover under and removed the tumor, plus five teeth and a big chunk of his jaw. They somehow got the tumor out through his mouth and left almost no trace of a scar. Now, the public had no idea any of this happened. No one, really, no one did. Until Dr. Ferdinand Hasbrouck, who. He was, like, one of the guys who performed the surgery. He ended up leaking the story to the Philadelphia Press in, like, August of 1893. Probably for some money or something. Like, good for him. Honestly, if you're a doctor and you did that, I would want to brag, too. Like, check out this shit I just did on a yacht on the President. Like, I wouldn't be able to keep my mouth shut. All of the other doctors totally denied it. So did the New York Times. Everyone turned against this doctor and, like, called him crazy. Said he was making up stories that, like, who would listen to this guy? Like, what the fuck? And it basically ended his career. Career, yeah. Poor doctor. I hope he got paid for, like, that story. Cause at least, like, he would make money. And then, like, okay, fine, my career's over, but at least I got this money. It wasn't until 1917, 24 years later, that another one of the surgeons published a book detailing the entire operation. Oh, it was a bummer, though. Cause the other doctor, Ferdinand, he had been dead for almost, like 15 years by that point. So he couldn't be, like, told, you see, you know, and that's the best part about, like, these situations when you get to say, told you so. That's a nice feeling. But Grover's reputation was basically in the toilet by, like, the end of his second term. But not for any of the reasons that you would expect. People just thought of him as, like, wishy washy. They really didn't know what he stood for. But at the very least, he did go down in history as the guy who got his mouth secretly renovated on a yacht. Now, I don't know why history books have to keep things so dry. Add a little spice, I say, huh? Let him know about the affairs. Well, do we need to know that? I don't know, but it's fun. I feel like I would have remembered so much more about our presidents. If I knew about, like, the little things that made them human or like weirdos, I bet I would have remembered LBJ as a kid or a teenager in history if I knew about his swimming car, you know, or that he pranked people or that he was a major pervert. I don't know. It feels like today we have a more well rounded sense of who everyone is thanks to social media. But people 100 years ago were the same as people today. They laughed, they cried, they talked about their penises and even gave them names. They were perverts. They had affairs. They wrote. No. Well, actually no. People these days don't write steamy hot love letters about pillowing breasts. And I say bring that back. Not the affair part, but like the steamy hot letters. Write me some. Send them to me about my pillowing breasts. Listen, at the end of the day, even the president is a human being. Huh? There's so much more. There are. This was only three presidents, honey. We. How many presents have we had? 40 something. I said, I'm sure there's a lot more where that came from. But just remember, you can't put these people on a pedestal because they usually suck. Well, guys, thanks for listening. It was fun. I had a fun time. I laughed, I cried, I giggled a lot. I was disgusted. I want to take a hot shower because ew, ew. LBJ is gross. Except for his car. But. Well, our next episode is actually, nobody asked for it, but I was like, we're doing it anyways. Because I feel like everyone knows someone, or at least knows of someone who has been affected by this drug. Even though it seems like it came out of nowhere, it's actually been FDA approved since 1968, but today, it's honestly becoming like one of the deadliest killers in America. So join me next week when we talk about the dark history of fentanyl. Well, friends, thank you for hanging out with me today. I hope you learned something new that you can share at the dinner table. Did you know you can join me over on my YouTube where you can watch these episodes? Yeah. On Thursday after the podcast airs, you can see me. Hi. And while you're there, you can also catch my murder mystery and makeup on Mondays. Yay. And don't forget to subscribe. Bleep, blop, bloop. I'm here for you all the time with new content. Now my favorite part. Let's read a couple of comments you guys have left me. Malpal1213 left a comment on our pigeons episode saying every time I hear share a me, I only hear the name Jeremy. Said in a dramatic voice. Jeremy Cheramy. Sher. I know, Mel. Look, I was looking at the comments and everyone was saying. It sounded like I was saying Jeremy. And I was like, okay, I can hear it. I can hear it. There's that. You know? I don't know. At least we remember. Well, did we? I don't know. Thanks. Thank you. Do you think it's because I talk funny? I'm trying. Try it. Haha. Min. Emily. Sorry. Great username. Left us a comment on our death episode saying fun fact when spreading my grandma's ashes. A few years ago one of my uncles snorted her grammy was a partier. Lol. Love you, Bailey. Well, okay. Okay. Yeah, sure. Is your uncle okay? Was he glad he did that? Did you watch? Did you try. You know, I think. God. Was it an intervention episode where. No, no, no. I'm getting confused. It's was. I think it was my strange addiction. Like this lady had lost her husband and she had him cremated and she was addicted to eating and like snorting his ashes. Same thing. Same thing. Yeah. I don't know. But good for your uncle. Good for him. I mean, that's. If that's what grandma wanted. Thank you for sharing that with me. It was fun. Katincrunch 56682 left us an episode suggestion. Episode idea. The dark history of movie curses. Think the Omen, the old poltergeist movies, et cetera. Cap'n Crunch. First of all, I love Captain Crunch. Is that what your name is? Like kind of going after? I love Captain Crunch. I just hate that it like tears up your mouth so you can't eat multiple bowls. You can have like one or two, but you gotta max out because you got cuts all in your mouth. It's like, what is that about, right? It's like eating glass, but it's so good. Anyhoo, I love the episode idea. You know, I was thinking about that because the wizard of Oz also has like some kind of spook. Like remember the. You remember the. One of the. Remember. Do you remember the. The guy who like hung himself in the back of the movie? It's only in certain versions of the wizard of Oz. Anyhow, let me think about this. That's not a bad idea. Maybe it could be like a Halloween time episode. Yeah, okay.