A Much-Needed 21st Century Analysis And Update To The Story Of Paul Revere

Guest Post by Brian Wilson

Remember this Oldie But Goodie?

Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-Five:
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and year.

Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Henry and the Rockin’ Longfellows

Not exactly the Beatles, but in 1861 it was #1 – with a bullet.

Of course, students of American History – all 63 of you – realized long ago, Paul Revere never made that fabled ride. He, along with co-conspirators Dr. Samuel Prescott and William Dawes was pulled over by a British patrol accusing them of RUIOR (Riding Under the Influence of Revolution). It seems the red coats were aware of the trio of patriots and the rumblings of Revolution they and others were fomenting in sleazy Boston pubs and during happy hour in Concord, Lexington, and other Boston ‘burbs.

While Prescott and Dawes escaped, only Prescott made it out to ‘every village and farm’ with the storied warning, “The British are coming” (repeat). Revere was released but without his noble steed. His part of the mission foiled, he hoofed it back to Lexington. Before his death, he perfected Revere Ware cooking utensils that serve as his legacy to this day.

Upon learning the historical facts, many questioned why Longfellow insisted on immortalizing Paul Revere in his famous midnight ride. Longfellow stated the obvious: his poem would have lacked its tantalizing invitation had the verse been “Listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of… Dr. Samuel Prescott.”

What greater lessons can we take from this bit of historical trivia?

Even a cursory examination of current events fairly screams the dire straits of the American republic. Learned pundits, writers, and speakers in multiple venues warn daily about the dysfunctional status of every American institution. From the corruption of politicians and Government bureaucracies, they control to the corporate cronyism that radiates from K Street advancing the well-funded interests of the “Bigs”. From Big Pharma, Big Tech, and Big Oil to the degradation of science, senseless endless wars, a two-tiered criminal justice system, the Creature from Jekyll Island debasing the currency, creating economic upheavals of inflation, recession, boom and bust cycles on the verge of rendering the American middle class extinct, debasing the American Dream into the American Nightmare. The greatest travesty of all has been the deliberate demise of the free press.

With the First Amendment, the media is the only business granted Constitutional protection. In return, the free press would accept the role of ‘watchdog’ at the gates of freedom and liberty, guarding citizens, warning them of any government incursion that exceeded its Constitutional bounds and its mission to protect the inalienable rights of the people who granted its authority.

Too bad it didn’t turn out that way.

Today, the “Mainstream Media” has squandered all credibility. Serving as a shield for corrupt politicians – and their kin – it is managed by the 3 monkeys who hear, see and speak no evil of those of a certain political persuasion. Their daily product once known as “journalism” and “news” is propaganda spouted by blow-dried readers, manufactured to support the goals of their solipsistic masters through nearly verbatim repetition of mistruths, half-truths, and outright lies via mass distribution.

But you knew that. You’ve heard it all before: we live in critical times.

“We’re witnessing the destruction of every institution in the land and nobody knows how to stop it.” James Howard Kunstler

The venerable George Orwell had a suggestion:

We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men.”

Written in 1939, it refers to truths that have become dangerous to utter.

So what does this have to do with Paul Revere?

An objective consideration of the state of America’s affairs would conclude Mr. Kunstler’s – and others – assessment is spot on, which makes Orwell’s statement equally apropos.

Even though Paul didn’t complete his round trip successfully, the takeaway is the positive effect of repetition, also one of the most effective tools in the practice of propaganda. Semantically, we have been taught “propaganda = bad”. Not so. As Revere, Dawes. Prescott and reportedly hundreds of others demonstrated that night, repetition is also a good thing.

“To arms! To arms! The British are coming! The British are coming!” was the 18th century equivalent of “Bulletin News”. OK – not everybody heard it; not everybody responded. But enough showed up at the bridge in Concord to repel the British mission to seize the arms stored there. From then, it was Game On!

We are all Paul Reveres now. Today’s ‘lanterns in the north church tower’ shine every day on every newscast, in every newspaper, magazine, Drudge Report, Zero Hedge, right here in the Blue State Conservative. The ubiquitous Internet rivals the hundreds of other ‘Paul Reveres’ who rode through the summer night calling out to sleeping patriots the time had come. But not everybody read or heard it. And just like 1775, there are those today, 247 years later, who don’t want to read or hear “the Government’s coming”. These are the ones in 1775 who opened their windows to the summer night and yelled “Hey Revere! Shut up! It’s 2AM!” But it’s happening now and on an infinitely larger scale than the Founding Dads and citizens around Boston could have imagined, Many of our fellow travelers today don’t grasp it either. Cognitive dissonance, aggressive ignorance, and contagious apathy, separately or together have the same side effect: intellectual deafness. But “many” is not “most” and certainly not “all”.

Be Paul Revere! Better yet, be Dr. Samuel Prescott!

[Editor’s note: This essay contains both sarcasm and satire, so take a deep breath and relax.]

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Anonymous
Anonymous
September 17, 2022 10:38 pm

I beg you all who think this is “truth” regarding the Honor, Lives and Fortunes of those willing sacrifice it all to gain a Republic.

David Hackett Fischer wrote “Paul Revere’s Ride”, and while there are always points that can be argued with any historical writing that no one alive can serve as witness, this is certainly a well researched account of the personalities and events that brought about the finest experiment of a Constitutional Republic.

It is true that Samuel Prescott rode on to sound the alarm that “The Regulars are out!”, but Paul Revere, and maybe Divine Intervention, encountered Prescott returning from seeing Lydia Milliken that evening, 16 April 1775. The alarm spread because of the vast array of the network already built by the Citizens. By dawn the reports later tallied more than 10,000 citizens: Farmers, Shop Keepers, Clergy, Millers, Blacksmiths, Youth, and no less among them were the Wives, Daughters and Grandmothers who all took up the duties to support the alarm and what the 20+ years of previous “pin pricks” against them as British Citizens by King George had fomented.

Go look up “A Prophesy” that was written by Thomas Jefferson if you need proof of where we would end up.

scsi
scsi
  Anonymous
September 18, 2022 11:05 pm

Thank you. And when Revere was captured he’d already alerted people from Boston all the way to Lexington. After warning people in Lexington he was then on his way to Concord when he met up with Prescott and they were then captured after that.

Anonymous
Anonymous
  scsi
September 20, 2022 1:39 am

Simplicity and Precision in everything we do.

anon also
anon also
September 18, 2022 1:07 am

AI !!! (which) Will be THE END of the World as we know it!

Gonna go with…”Cognitive dissonance, aggressive ignorance, and contagious apathy,…”

test 1

James
James
September 18, 2022 11:50 am

Here is the original painting!

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i forget
i forget
September 18, 2022 1:36 pm

To this day patsyriots revere wearing the wares of the founding narrativists. I mighta had some Revere Ware pieces when I lived in a trailer down by, well, other trailers – there was no river…plenty of rievers, tho, as always.

More cowbell! And more rhymes, dammit!

“…dire straights…” Ha! That ain’t workin, that’s the way ya’ do it, money for nuthin’ & your chicks for free!

What did you dream?
It’s alright we told you what to dream : vespa…vespucci…starbuck the whaler’s cappuccinos in plastic-lidded paper cups…amerigo rounds…america…America…AMERICA!!!

The first amen was aliens & seditionists brimstone from the pulpitency of these newly benighted states. From the fookin get & gnashing & wailin’ is *still* heard throughout the land. “Paper Praetorians protect us!” pray the pecu-people. The power of the pen amongst the penned up. Vanna suggests a vowel substitution for the win: Pendemic. One Flu Over the Cuckoo’s Nest. I pledge allegiance to the pharma flag of the original antigenic sin, & to the sovereign immunity for which it stands, one nation under godlets, molten, with license & just us for all.

Repetiton is the emergent property of huMantra. Putting the cart in front of the horse is another way of describing all the walking in place. Prescotto voce said it once, to a series of people. Not repetitively to the same people. This writer lets slip something worse than Freudian here. e plebeians umami (you know, that good mouth feel…umami’s milky nipple mebbe. Not to mention there’s good little bots & there’s bad little bots – & repetition-in determines which be which.) I know for a fact one con artist in Prescott, AZ, & that where there’s one, there’s a ton. Hmmm. One. Ton. Wanton. Chinese soup, right? Swimmin’ in fortune cookies & can’t read between the lines, let alone the waves.

Anonymous
Anonymous
  i forget
September 18, 2022 1:53 pm

Test 1 pingthanks Wild! (er). Too. bourneon fantasy reigns tonighty nite. maybe