The expression…your name is mud, some say, came from Dr. Samuel Mudd, who was convicted and jailed in 1865, for setting John Wilkes Booth’s broken leg, after he shot and killed Abraham Lincoln. Though pardoned by President Andrew Johnson, released from prison in 1869, his descendant, newsman Roger Mudd, evidently still takes offense. Oh Rog, lighten the fuck up, will ya?
Speaking of Abe, did you know, it’s a 50 dollar fine for climbing onto his lap at the Lincoln Memorial to have a photo taken?
Another Memorial tidbit… Abe’s fingers on each hand, are making an A and an L, in sign language.
The last man to be executed by firing squad in the U.S. asked for a bulletproof vest as his last request. Nothing like going out laughing.
Ants never sleep. My Aunt Tillie never did either, come to think of it.
Alexander Hamilton’s 19 year-old son, Philip, also died in a duel three years before his dad was killed by Thomas Jefferson’s, not too popular after that, Vice-President, Aaron Burr with the same pistol.
Jackie Kennedy had size 10 feet.
Steven Spielberg in 2002, finally finished college after a 33 year interval, turning in Schlinder’s List as his film assignment.
Bill Clinton, in his 50s while president, suffered acute hearing loss resulting in hearing aids in both ears.
Speaking of Bill, a pigs orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
Once Charlie Chaplin, secretly, entered a Charlie Chaplin look-alike contest, and came in third.
When actress Angie Dickinson was asked, what it was like to sleep with JFK, she said, it was the most exciting 5 minutes of her life.
How bout, FDR refusing to let Eleanor install the new electric Otis Elevator at Springwood, their family home in Hyde Park, because he was so afraid of fire. He knew, if worse came to worse, he could lower himself down the old shaft by shimmying down the cables. After he died, Mrs. R. finally got her Otis.
When a bee climaxes, his testicles explode, then he dies. But wow, what a way to go.
The only reason President Ulysses S. Grant was buried in New York, was because, we were the only ones who said his wife, Julia, could be buried alongside him, unlike Arlington and West Point, that both said…NO.
Fuck that, said Mrs. Grant.
After the Brooklyn Bridge opened in 1883, rumor had it, it wasn’t structurally sound, so that showoff of showmen, P.T. Barnum, walked 21 of his elephants from the Brooklyn side to Manhattan, proving it was indeed safe. Jumbo, his star elephant, in the lead was trained, when hearing applause to wag his ears, apparently wagging, all the way across.
Daniel Sickles, a northern union general in the American Civil War, later losing a leg at Gettsyburg, in 1859, shot and killed Philip Barton Key, son of Francis Scott Key who wrote the Star Spangled Banner, in Washington’s Lafayette Park, for having an affair with his wife.
Edwin M. Stanton, Lincoln’s future Secretary of War, defended him, getting him off on a Temporary Insanity Plea, the very first in U.S History.
Penguins will present their beloved with a pebble, as a way of proposing. How cheap is that. Give me a lion, with an expense account, any old day.
Teddy Roosevelt’s horse, Little Texas, he famously rode up San Juan Hill, is buried in the pet cemetery at his home, Sagamore Hill in Oyster Bay, Long Island, now a Presidential Landmark charging 10 bucks for a house tour.
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