So what’s the matter with Monday? Well nothing when you are retired, its June in VA and the sun is shining. It also helps to have a good book or two on the go, and I do!
Over the weekend, I read The Whites of their Eyes by Jill Lepore. Yesterday, I began reading an even better book, Politicians and Egalitarians, by Sean Wilentz, a fantastic American Historian. I am loving this book by a man Michael Bechloss says may be the best American historian of his generation.
Lepore compares her version of history with the Tea Party version of history, and as you might expect, Lepore who also writes for the New Yorker, presents a hilarious and entertaining take. However, neither version is really history, although Lepore makes a keen observation when she says, history is always being revised. According to Lepore, the TEA Party has a comic book version of history.
That’s why I love history. It’s never settled.
For many years we had the Whig version of history. But with the rise of the common white man under Jackson, the Black man under Lincoln, and woman later on, things began to change. So did our view of our history.
I love Wilentz because he makes this understandable, at least for me who could never get anyone to explain exactly what a Whig was. Besides, I thought only the British had Whigs.
What I do question is why are they taking Andrew Jackson off the $20 bill when he was the hero of the little guy? Add Tubman (African American Union spy extraordinaire) by all means, but do not eliminate Jackson. And Hamilton was okay, but no matter what the Broadway play says, he was a Whig, which makes me very suspicious! (Maybe I should have titled this post “Money, Money”!)
I begin therapy on my shoulder this week. I apparently have a torn something and an almost detached something else (I fell). My Ortho guy sent a report to my GP and he tried to explain what it said to me. Friday, David and I see the ENT guy. My issue is waxy buildup, David’s more serious.
I scheduled an appointment with my gastroenterologist in July. Woke up with horrible chest pain two nights ago. I thought it was a heart attack, but took my medicine and it calmed down, so I knew it was a GERD flare. I told David when I believed I was dying my only thought was, I can’t die, I have to vote for Hillary.