You know how much I love American History, regaling it at every opportunity. It’s what keeps me calm during our present, being able to tiptoe back to consult with our noble predecessors.
When I recently was told to shut-up by a young girl of say, 30, who couldn’t concentrate on Twitter while I was naming presidents, the truth slammed me good and hard.
Social Media is the new administration. Has anyone told Congress yet?
No one cares about American History anymore.
This is so sad for me since it moves me more than any Tweet can, unless it’s actual birdsong.
What’s so important anyway? What could you possibly be missing every 3 minutes? Short of NASA, checking your phone like it’s a tick you have, is socially unacceptable.
Of course, we have a Tweeting president who’d probably flunk an American History quiz, but just ask him about Twitter, and he’d win the washer and dryer.
A pal of mine in Britain said in an email, “Aren’t you embarrassed by all this, the way things are going?”
I didn’t know how to respond trying to rise above things one has no control over, not until the next election that is when hopefully the White House will take back the Fun House, that hasn’t been all that much fun after all.
Took everything I had not to go off on that young lady.
I said to someone else, seated at the table, “Please restrain me.”
The Twit Tweeter looked up and said, “What the fuck does that mean…restrain?”
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