Most AU America stories are about the Civil War as the diversion point, which I guess makes sense as a big thing that could have gone different ways, but it's really overused and often involves weird confederate apologia.
i actually can remember frustratingly little about it
it wasn't a straight alt history, it was like a series of little vignettes linked by the premise that these two characters are being reincarnated at different times as different people
In the Election of 1800, pro-Jefferson newspapers accused John Adams of wanting to marry his daughter into English royalty and start a new American monarchy with him as patriarch.
In the Election of 1800, pro-Jefferson newspapers accused John Adams of wanting to marry his daughter into English royalty and start a new American monarchy with him as patriarch.
To be fair, Adams also signed that Alien and Sedition Acts, so it's not *that* much of a stretch.
In the Election of 1800, pro-Jefferson newspapers accused John Adams of wanting to marry his daughter into English royalty and start a new American monarchy with him as patriarch.
To be fair, Adams also signed that Alien and Sedition Acts, so it's not *that* much of a stretch.
First thing, kill all the storytellers. We don't need their lies of things that never were and never can be.
Second thing, buckle my shoe
Third thing, destroy all decoration, all embroidery. A thing's form should be only what is sufficient for its purpose.
Fourth thing, standardize all measurements into a decimalized system. Because culture and individuality are dumb.
Fifth thing, destroy all cities and rebuild them with a grid system. All roads should either run north-south or east-west. London is just embarrassing, and Jamaica is unacceptable.
Sixth thing, do a little dance. Make a little love. Get down tonight, get down tonight.
Seventh thing: institute mandatory arm fart education, our children are losing the skills of our forefathers.
Eigth thing: Close the gate.
Ninth and ten: Do it again!
Eleven: increase the work to 16 hours a day. Think of what could be accomplished.
Twelve: Little ladybugs at the ladybug pic-a-nick.
Thirteen: Make all buildings have only 12 floors, so as to make it so we don't need 1300-foot ladders to get to the 130th floor.
Fourteen: make bridges between buildings so peopel don't have to go on the ground anymore.
Sixteen: Abolish the cursed and un-nameable number.
Seventeen: A council of teenage girls must approve every executive decision.
First thing, kill all the storytellers. We don't need their lies of things that never were and never can be.
Second thing, buckle my shoe
Third thing, destroy all decoration, all embroidery. A thing's form should be only what is sufficient for its purpose.
Fourth thing, standardize all measurements into a decimalized system. Because culture and individuality are dumb.
Fifth thing, destroy all cities and rebuild them with a grid system. All roads should either run north-south or east-west. London is just embarrassing, and Jamaica is unacceptable.
Sixth thing, do a little dance. Make a little love. Get down tonight, get down tonight.
Seventh thing: institute mandatory arm fart education, our children are losing the skills of our forefathers.
Eigth thing: Close the gate.
Ninth and ten: Do it again!
Eleven: increase the work to 16 hours a day. Think of what could be accomplished.
Twelve: Little ladybugs at the ladybug pic-a-nick.
Thirteen: Make all buildings have only 12 floors, so as to make it so we don't need 1300-foot ladders to get to the 130th floor.
Fourteen: make bridges between buildings so peopel don't have to go on the ground anymore.
Sixteen: Abolish the cursed and un-nameable number.
Seventeen: A council of teenage girls must approve every executive decision.
First thing, kill all the storytellers. We don't need their lies of things that never were and never can be.
Second thing, buckle my shoe
Third thing, destroy all decoration, all embroidery. A thing's form should be only what is sufficient for its purpose.
Fourth thing, standardize all measurements into a decimalized system. Because culture and individuality are dumb.
Fifth thing, destroy all cities and rebuild them with a grid system. All roads should either run north-south or east-west. London is just embarrassing, and Jamaica is unacceptable.
Sixth thing, do a little dance. Make a little love. Get down tonight, get down tonight.
Seventh thing: institute mandatory arm fart education, our children are losing the skills of our forefathers.
Eigth thing: Close the gate.
Ninth and ten: Do it again!
Eleven: increase the work to 16 hours a day. Think of what could be accomplished.
Twelve: Little ladybugs at the ladybug pic-a-nick.
Thirteen: Make all buildings have only 12 floors, so as to make it so we don't need 1300-foot ladders to get to the 130th floor.
Fourteen: make bridges between buildings so peopel don't have to go on the ground anymore.
Sixteen: Abolish the cursed and un-nameable number.
Seventeen: A council of teenage girls must approve every executive decision.
Though honestly, destroying the whole city system and rebuilding it might be better than waiting for the existing government to fix all the bloody potholes
I like the sly reference to George III's eventual insanity
To be fair to George III, well, they tried to deal with his health issues by giving him arsenic and (judging from hair samples) mercury as well.
They also tried to fix his diseases that gave him sores by boiling tea and putting the superheated tea pot on the sores so as to burn the pestilence away, and then being surprised when that ended up giving him massive sores.
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so i had this dream that all cis men had cow udders on their bellies, and rami malek was my boyfriend, and he produced the sweetest milk in the world and was renowned for it
but! he was nonbinary, and he wanted to get his udders removed, and i supported my nonbinary boyfriend rami malek wholeheartedly and held his hand when he awoke, udderless like a cis woman
why does everything have to be a hashtag these days
two of my three younger brothers say "hashtag [whatever]" out loud and so do several of their classmates and I think this is the first sign that I'm kind of getting old because I cannot stand it.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I only say "hashtag" aloud when I feel like irritating my sister.
Incidentally, my baby sister is now old enough to go to prom. Time is weird.
so i had this dream that all cis men had cow udders on their bellies, and rami malek was my boyfriend, and he produced the sweetest milk in the world and was renowned for it
but! he was nonbinary, and he wanted to get his udders removed, and i supported my nonbinary boyfriend rami malek wholeheartedly and held his hand when he awoke, udderless like a cis woman
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seems like a missed opportunity
i have actually only ever read one alt history that i can recall, "The Years of Rice and Salt"
it was good, i think? but it seemed a little too close to what actually happened, i feel like it should have diverged some more
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
it wasn't a straight alt history, it was like a series of little vignettes linked by the premise that these two characters are being reincarnated at different times as different people
but like, a parody one
see also Emperor Norton
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
To be fair to George III, well, they tried to deal with his health issues by giving him arsenic and (judging from hair samples) mercury as well.
They also tried to fix his diseases that gave him sores by boiling tea and putting the superheated tea pot on the sores so as to burn the pestilence away, and then being surprised when that ended up giving him massive sores.
http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-22122407
My source.
Heck, they almost named the planet Uranus after George III. He funded the telescope that discovered it. But, his last years of life, and his son's efforts to posthumously discredit him.
I fucking hate migraines
Fuckkkkkkkkk
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
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#lifestyle
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Incidentally, my baby sister is now old enough to go to prom. Time is weird.
is a restaurant
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead