The amusements of my outrageously long day:

1. Instead of the terrible cartoon I drew in society today trying to explain the shining brilliance of this picture, behold the glorious glorious original:


2. In confirmation that I am just a fan of Prussia, as people keep questioning my pseudo-nationalism: (Like all day today. Like, three times. Question it not ye impure of blood!) So Frederick the Great, the king of Prussia, was no fan of coffee. In 1777, he declared: "It is disgusting to notice the increase in the quantity of coffee used by my subjects… Everybody is using coffee. If possible, this must be prevented. My people must drink beer."

"He himself had been brought up on the old beer soup and reasoned that if beer soup was good enough for the monarch, it was good enough for his subjects." (The world of caffeine by Bennett Alan Weinberg, Bonnie K. Bealer)

We Prussians have come a long way since then, and indeed submerged ourselves in the world of caffeine thanks to many sleepless nights spent doing modern history homework and planning a socialist revolution. First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin!

“A revolution is not a dinner party, or writing an essay, or painting a picture,
or doing embroidery; it cannot be so refined, so leisurely and gentle, so
temperate, kind, courteous, restrained and magnanimous. A revolution is an
insurrection, an act of violence by which one class overthrows another.”

Mao surely has some Prussian blood in him yet (although he needs some more exclamation marks in there. Just imagine the exclamation marks kay! There, that was one. You can shuffle it around for greater effect if you want.) We will nationalise healthcare and heiresses, and the only class will be modern history class. Get it my friends? That was a pun! Dyslexic on fire...