I can not tell you how many hours I've spent in line at the grocery store, turning over the varnished facade of my well-used nickels in my hand, thinking to myself, "Jefferson, my good fellow, when will the U.S. mint deign to remake you in an image more befitting a noble statesman? Alas, here you are, bereft of dignity on the woeful nickel whilst that troublemaker Hamilton graces our sawbuck."
But who's got the last laugh now? Hamilton knows no buffalo. Sweet, sweet revenge is Jefferson's.
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"I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am" - Cormac McCarthy, All The Pretty Horses
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