I’ve been out of the reenacting scene for a couple of months now to focus on a new job (I was recently hired as an Academic Editor for the University of Wisconsin Colleges Online) and to hibernate for a while. It’s astonishing to me, but perhaps not so surprising, how exhausting living history interpretation takes
“Ring around the roseys Pocket full of posies Ashes, ashes We all fall down.” This endearing childhood nursery masks a darker reality that most young children would cringe at if they discovered the origin of this rhyme as a ditty about the Black Death. Most people know two things about the Black Death.
I’m from southeastern Wisconsin. I was born, raised, and deeply indoctrinated into the history and culture of arguably one of the most diverse areas in the country. I mean diverse in a multitude of ways.
First of all, I apologize for my absence. We currently have no internet at my apartment, and I am awaiting the arrival of such this week. I have about a thousand posts prepped but no way to post! Carry on, you are saying, I know it, so read on::
(Editor’s note: This is the final part of Chris Ketcherside’s series on myths relating to World War II. Thanks again for reading!!) — 6) Blitzkrieg = planes and tanks This is not so much a myth as it is a general perception, stemming from what German tactics appeared at the time, the principle weapons they
(Editor’s note: This is the second of a three-part series about popular misconceptions about World War II,written by a reenacting friend. The final post will be put up tomorrow. Enjoy!) — 3) The Allies won primarily through material and industrial power It’s likely I’ve dispelled this conception in the discussions above, but it is often
(Editor’s note: This is another submission from Chris Ketcherside, the author of the previous post on “Why Learn History?” This time, Chris has focused on debunking misconceptions of World War II. I’m splitting his post into three posts spanning the next three days so check back for its continuation!) — Originally, I wanted to call
In the exultant rush of feel-good hormones due to a sudden influx of good karma, I’m feeling rather cheeky…much like Ambrose Bierce…wait, who the hell is he?!
(Editor’s note: Rosemarie was one of the first people I met when I studied overseas two years ago, and she and I have remained in pretty good contact since then. She’s going to become a regular contributor to the blog (since I’m a pretty persuasive person like that), and she’ll provide not only international flair
I was originally going to entitle this post “5 Great Mobile Apps for the Bored, the Slightly Addled, and the Disorganized…Basically 5 Apps for the Routine-Stricken Post-College Grad”, but I figured that was too wordy. I have a tendency to be long-winded (just ask my professors). In any case, I’ve been in possession of a