Distress of Columbia
So far as Slavery is concerned, we of the south must throw ourselves on the constitution & defend our rights under [it] to the last, & when arguments will no longer suffice, we will appeal to the sword, if necessary to do so. I will be the last to yield one inch. –Zachary Taylor (1847)
For decades the water was drawn just seven blocks downstream from where the White House dumped its shit.
According to Jane McHugh and Philip Mackowiak, the ill-advised enemas William Henry Harrison’s doctor prescribed–now there’s a vision–likely burst intestinal ulcers produced by typhus and paratyphus, leaching bacteria into the bloodstream for a painful death by septic shock.
No grindhouse moral, nor art house redemption, but perhaps still an epiphenomenon of empire. On what was a glorified plantation, growing not crops but imperial designs alienated from people and place alike, enslaved men and women were obligated to kill their masters bucket by bucket.