And the worst part is that the vast majority of our population actually has no idea, and if you try to teach it, they’ll run you out of town for disturbing the mythology that’s been implanted in their heads.
I’m in my forties and still learning new awful things about our country’s history. No one ever taught me about Sand Creek or Blair Mountain, or Tulsa, or the Knights of Labor and the violent railway strikes.
There are also awful little details that are left out, like how one of the landmarks Paul Revere used on his famous ride (hiding the awful part under a spoiler tag)
spoiler
was a mummified slave in a gibbet, whose tarred body was just left out for decades as a public spectacle to dissuade rebellion.
And the worst part is that the vast majority of our population actually has no idea, and if you try to teach it, they’ll run you out of town for disturbing the mythology that’s been implanted in their heads.
I’m in my forties and still learning new awful things about our country’s history. No one ever taught me about Sand Creek or Blair Mountain, or Tulsa, or the Knights of Labor and the violent railway strikes.
There are also awful little details that are left out, like how one of the landmarks Paul Revere used on his famous ride (hiding the awful part under a spoiler tag)
spoiler
was a mummified slave in a gibbet, whose tarred body was just left out for decades as a public spectacle to dissuade rebellion.
Here’s an account of the story I referenced: Mark Hung in Chains