It is not "law-fare" when the defendant is an actual criminal. Trump is the PRECISE type of demagogue that I warned America about over 200 years ago!

Not many people know that George Washington enjoyed fly fishing.

I remember hearing talk about the death of General Wolf in Canada, but as I was a toddler when that happened, it must have been adults talking about it after the fact.

Any man who spoke thus to a lady in my presence would have been horsewhipped, for he had clearly demonstrated he was unworthy of a duel.

The scourge of the Equestrian Order! Humbler of Mithridates! Bane of Gaius Marius!

I may be slightly biased on this question . . . . but that Hamilton fellow was a pretty sharp customer!

Disgusting sellout.

Good for her! (I bet Dad gave her some of the money)

Jefferson flatters himself. He was rarely ever confrontational in person; he preferred to sit and stew, then go behind my back to Washington. And when that didn't work, he would have one of his hired poison pens slander me in the press.

President Trump surrendered Afghanistan to the Taliban, by treaty, and set the deadline for withdrawal before Biden ever took office.

I think the Democratic Party must do everything it possibly can to maximize its chance of winning the next election. Once Trumpism is dead, it can get back to choosing "firsts."

A brave and gallant commander. His death was a blow to our cause.

An epic biopic about my old friend John Glover.

While my rhetoric was perhaps unduly harsh, it was no more so than that which Jefferson's minions (for he always employed others to wield the poison pen on his behalf) wrote about me. And history has proven that accusation correct.

Any follower you lose for posting such a self-evident truth was not worth having to begin with.

I am not an admirer of either Cato, Elder or Younger. Self-righteous Roman puritans, deaf to the need for reform, and filled with hatred for any who were more accomplished than them - especially if they happened to be patricians!

By all accounts, he lived those words every day of his life.

Greatest.

Every October I remember those glorious days at Yorktown - watching as death and destruction rained down on our tormentors, and Cornwallis' paths to retreat were cut away from him, one by one, till he had no choice but to surrender! These were the best of times. . .

How well I remember the heady emotions of that day! After years of desperately struggling just to survive, we finally stood on the brink of victory.