He’d be 281 years young today. And he very well might be, if he got bit by the same vampire that got Lincoln. (Whoops, spoilers!)
I’m not that old, but whenever I think of George Washington, the second thing I think of* is this:
So much for that idea.
“Anything I say, do it my way, now…” They were singing about the old days, when having to listen to a blinkered autocrat who ruled by fiat and taxed the hell out of his subjects was considered a bad thing. But dissent won’t be patriotic again for at least four more years.
Happy Birthday, George. Please come back. We really need you.
*The first thing I think of is how many of those pieces of paper with his picture on them I need to buy anything…