Dec 17, 2008 15:52
I keep dreaming alternate histories.
Several weeks ago, I dreamed a professor was lecturing on Frederick Barbarosa and told an interesting story about his background: he was originally a bandit who, after an exciting jailbreak, pretended to be a knight and was able to eventually win the crown of the Holy Roman Empire. Of course, after I woke up, I looked him up and discovered he wasn't really a bandit pretending to be noble. I did correctly remember in my dream that he was 12th century, though... and in my dream, I told the professor that Frederick II was far more interesting, and it looks like he still is.
Last night, I dreamed someone asked me who wrote the song "Won't You Come Home, Bill Bailey?" I said, "Let's look it up," and we found out that no one knew who wrote it, but it was written in a day of political corruption, when workers were expected to vote for the candidate their boss told them to; Bill Bailey, in the song, quits his job so that he doesn't have to vote for his boss's preference.
Yeah, the truth turn out to be less interesting again.
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