Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Those good old FF's
The thing I always keep in mind is that those good old FF's wore knee britches wth long socks. And wigs, which sounds pretty nasty. They also wore shirts with lace ruffs on them, long coats and waistcoats with shiny buttons, and leather shoes with metal buckles.
They didn't look like us or act the way we do. They didn't even smell like us.
Their outlook on the world was as different from ours as their appearance was. It wasn't even the same planet they were living on. So it's really kind of silly wondering what advice they'd give us today.
Imagine one of the FF's magically transported through time to the present, landing at a major metropolitan airport, getting picked up in a car, going 80 on a freeway to somebody's house in a suburb, eating chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner, and then sitting on a couch in the living room watching re-runs of the Dukes of Hazzard.
You might say that's ridiculous, but it's no more ridiculous than wondering what John Adams would think of the NRA, or what George Washington's opinion would be about Sarah Palin's Facebook page.
Come to think of it, maybe this is not so ridiculous after all.