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an insolent Coxcomb, who rarely dined in good Company where there was good wine, without getting silly, and vapouring about his Administration, like a young Girl about her brilliants and trinketts

John Adams on Alexander Hamilton. [source]

This is the cutest fucking thing I have read about Alexander Hamilton today and that is saying a lot.

Adams goes on to say, rather incoherently:

From some Windows in my House I see the Capitol in Boston: not only its Dome and Steeple, but the whole body of the Building: from other Windows the view is obstructed by Trees Houses &c, in other Mens lands and there might be Pallaces and Temples. If I should swear I would cutt down all those Trees and burn all those sacred Temples and gorgious Palaces, in order to clear my View and actually attempt and accomplish some of this destruction, I should be an Emblem of the Bairn of Nevis.

Dude, he’s been dead for two years. You need to fucking chill. I also enjoy this about Washington from this letter (also to Benjamin Rush):

Talents? You will Say, what Talents? I answer. 1. An handsome Face. That this is a Talent, I can prove by the Authority of a thousand Instances in all Ages: and among the rest Madame DuBarry who said Le veritable Royaute est la Beauté 2. A tall Stature, like the Hebrew Sovereign chosen because he was taller by the Head than the other Jews. 3 An elegant Form. 4. graceful Attitudes and Movements. 5. a large imposing Fortune consisting of a great landed Estate left him by his Father and Brother, besides a large Jointure with his Lady, and the Guardianship of the Heirs of the great Custis Estate, and in Addition to all this, immense Tracts of Land of his own Acquisition.

George Washington: people just liked him because he was hot and rich. Okay, fair enough, I guess.

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caladblog:

tbh i still can’t get over the fact that the reynolds pamphlet was 95 god damn pages long like

alexander honey there’s a line between ‘confessing your misdeeds’ and ‘writing erotica about yourself’ and i’m not an expert but i thiiiiiink you might have leapt the fuck over it

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Hamilton was not content to write [under the pseudonym] Camillus alone. Two days after his second essay appeared, he began to publish, in the same paper, a parallel series as ‘Philo Camillus.’ For several weeks, Philo Camillus indulged in extravagant praise of Camillus and kept up a running attack on their republican adversaries. The prolific Hamilton was now writing pseudonymous commentaries on his own pseudonymous essays. He also tossed in two trenchant essays under the name ‘Horatius’ in which he accused Jeffersonians of ‘a servile and criminal subserviency to the views of France.’

Ron Chernow, Alexander Hamilton

alexander hamilton joined a forum and created multiple accounts so he could agree with himself in a political discussion thread

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ALEXANDER HAMILTON SUPPORTS ME IN EMAIL

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falsedetective:

what i learned today: in 1800 alexander hamilton and aaron burr were both defense lawyers for a guy who was accused of murder. they tried to cast suspicion on another guy who was near the scene of the crime, richard croucher. the details of what happened next are contentious, because the court transcript is vague and it honestly sounds like something either of these two fuckos would have done, so here’s a brief run-down of the two equally beautiful stories that have evolved regarding richard croucher’s day in court, paraphrased from ron chernow who was kind enough to ensure history didn’t forget this anecdote

the legend is, while croucher was testifying, hamilton held two candles under the dude’s face, giving him a “sinister glow”. he told the jury, “i conjure you to look through that man’s countenance to his conscience.” apparently spooked by a-ham’s theatrics, croucher confessed on the spot.

however! aaron burr later insisted HE was the one who put on this circus show. his version of the story is, he grabbed two candelabras and thrust them at croucher, exclaiming “BEHOLD THE MURDERER, GENTLEMEN!” croucher then ran out of the courtroom in terror

A rendition of this dramatic moment. 

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Celia’s an artful little slut;
Be fond, she’ll kiss, et cetera—but
She must have all her will;
For, do but rub her ’gainst the grain
Behold a storm, blow winds and rain,
Go bid the waves be still.

So, stroking puss’s velvet paws
How well the jade conceals her claws
And purs; but if at last
You hap to squeeze her somewhat hard,
She spits—her back up—prenez garde;
Good faith she has you fast.

A.H. to the Royal Danish American Gazette, 1771

I love this so much and I’m so glad that Hamilton wrote dirty poetry.

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That’s true.

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Another highlight of the Chernow biography

biblioteknician:

While Hamilton was creating his financial system, the Republicans in Congress were convinced he was doing something illegal. Convinced.

So they brought forth a resolution demanding that he provide them ridiculously in-depth accounts of every fucking thing his department had done. They were determined to find evidence that could be used against him.

And, just to be spiteful, they purposefully gave him a deadline that was so absurd that they knew it would be impossible to meet. 

Which would, of course, provide evidence of his guilt.

And Alexander

Fucking

Hamilton

Delivered his report

two weeks early