Rat
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None of that takes a genius by definition. Men tired backed in a corner? Sure! Men tired of dictatorship and tyranny? Absolutely! More terrified of the gallows than failure? Probably so.Rat, the men that founded this country were not only geniuses, they were some of the bravest S O B's that ever lived. Every one of them put his fortune (if he had any, and many of them did) and their life ( instant death by hanging ) if it had not been successful. And all they were doing was challenging the undisputed most powerful military on the planet. Your remark of " debatable " is way off the mark.
That is in No way genius... that is simply seeking a resolution by any means necessary. That pioneering change where change was undesirable; No different than the Civil War, a pissing match between the way things always had been and the way that "civilization" should be
Your standard of what makes a genius seems set quite low, which laughably is none of my concern.
You and I see level on most things as far as I can tell... but this one aspect is going to be a No for Me.
Kick the sh★t out of a dog enough times and one day that dog is going to rip you apart for it and not care one damn bit what happens next whether it is an execution or taking tonthe streets. THAT is what our founding fathers were!
It was some time in the last 20 years (Im from class of Y2k) because we learned Not JUST US history, and local State relevant history, but world history of global significance. Hell by 7th grade we were learning about WWII and all the foul and inhumane misdeeds that surround those dark years.I realize that there is more than a generation between yourself and me in age, and I'm not sure exactly when American History began being phased out in school, but I hold a vastly different opinion. I don't think I am an outlier.
I wasn't taught by common core idiocy, I was taught by teachers that decided their own damn lesson plans and required district approval to proceed with what they were going to do.
Off topic, my 5th grade Science had more in common with biology than 8th grade biology does these days...I remember it well because it was gross and squishy even by my standards, but also cool as hell because I am not nor ever have been squeamish.
The teacher brought in a container of surgical scalpals and a big bag of cow eyes from the slaughter house because we were learning about eye anatomy and the lesson goal was to remove the lens by any means without damaging it or the cornea.
Yeah, I have a dangerous good memory for all the BS I've survived.