(COMIC) Everybody is a Historian
Please exscuse my liberal use of genital iconography. Somewhere, buried not so deep inside me (hehehe) is a young boy who still laughs at dick jokes, fart jokes, and vague Heavy Metal magazine references.
Who really knows what happened back in the day? It’s kind of silly that so much money is spent on what people think happened four thousand years ago, especially when so much of that evidence has been eroded away with time. You can never know, unless you have a time machine.
Who knows what fantastic civilizations we once had before the glaciers melted, hurricanes, invading armies or before the last Ice Age – - I don’t know much, but I do know a giant fucking wall of ice (I’m talking about that Ice Age) that can cover a continent will completely crush anything into nothingess, leaving no trace of that society – - even a giant city-state ruled over by cruel sorcerer-kings with nigh god-like powers.
I really have to read something else besides Conan the Barbarian.
Wait.
Wait… .No I don’t.
Oh, and Portland; I’m having a very hard time trying to find a Twix candy bar that is NOT stale. Please up your intake of shitty candy so stores will restock them. Thank you. I love you.


For a fun view of how future archeologists thousands of years from now might interpret what is familiar to us and how they get it sooo wrong, try to find a copy of Motel of Mysteries.
Thanks, I will check that out. It will be an effort, because you’re asking me to read a book that is decidedly -not- Conan the Barbarian.
The future looks so awesome in your mind.
As for people romanticizing the distant past, I simply don’t get it. I especially don’t get it when the interest exits the historical reality and makes a hard left turn into nonsense. Anytime I see someone in a steam-punk outfit attaching golden gears to their laptop computer and begoggling their top hats and I think “What the hell is this all about?” We KNOW what happened in 1830 and thousands of people are fantasizing and pretending everybody owned a private train and had laser cannons powered by crystals and primitive optics.
It’d be one thing if I knew “those people” were just having fun and could tell the difference between fantasy and fact…but I’m not so sure some of them can tell the difference between fantasy and fact.