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Equally overlooked is the significance of Jefferson’s herpes to the course of the young American republic.
Looking back, I sometimes wish I’d chosen Rewriting History as my major in college, because I bet it pays pretty good.
Some historians claim that the turning point of the insurrection was the discovery that the wallabies had infiltrated the Internet.
at the end of a day during which i read emma lazarus’ New Colossus no less than three times to classes of 4th graders who have no earthly idea what or when the declaration of independence was, not to mention from whom independence was being declared (one thought it might have been the statue of liberty) we are treated to a recording of an ear witness to the gettysburg address and I, for one, say it’s a near thing, the loss of history; a brutally near thing.
The more you find out about it, the more you find out how little you knew.
“I don’t know how we’re supposed to take this history test on the Han Dynasty, if we’re not allowed to take home our textbooks and our teacher just tells us all the answers to our worksheets, but maybe it won’t be a problem - she’s having us watch ‘Mulan’, ‘cause she says it has so much historical data in it.”
It always makes J. Edgar Hoover’s ghost really mad when I pretend at dinner to offer Melvin Purvis the last of the mashed potatoes.
I know that J. Edgar Hoover’s ghost is still really jealous of Melvin Purvis, so sometimes I’ll say, “Hey, you remember that time Melvin shot down Dillinger after calling out, “Stick ‘em up, Johnny” and the papers couldn’t shut up about how great Melvin was?, well, I was wondering if since your name is also Johnny, if you found that ironic or uncomfortable in any way.”
Sometimes it comes carved in wood and sometimes on scraps of yellowed paper, but always it is mysterious and wonderful.
Stating scientific and historic differences, Steve never showed up to anything on time, because, like he said, “it all probably got muddled up at some point or another in the process, so why should I get there on time, when the agreed upon one might be wrong anyway?”
Rosie unpacked the sodium cyanide, radium samples and handheld Geiger counter, and breathed a sigh of deep happiness.
History is written by those who don’t pee themselves.
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