Okay, so I had to take a small hiatus for school-like things as well as wedding like things, but now I’m back. There should be a theme song here.

Anyways, today in my American Romanticism and Realism class I realized some things about myself. The first of which is that I am addicted to Gilmore Girls. I know, how sad is it that I realized my addiction during a class? Let me break it down for you, and those of you who know these Gilmore references will get it, and those of you who don’t just laugh like you do, that way you won’t feel left out. Or if you want, you could go watch a few episodes. Or click on the links that I will provide.

We read “The May-Pole of Merry Mount” by Nathaniel Hawthorne for my class today, and for those of you who don’t know what it is about, here is a quick summary. This story is based off of a slightly insignificant historical occurrence in which the people of one town get too party-oriented for the Puritan’s taste. In the actual historical version, the Puritans send Morton, a non-Puritan party animal, off to England to be punished for crimes that were not necessarily crimes, like dancing around a May-Pole and giving guns to the Indians. He is quickly pardoned and sent back to New England to further annoy the Puritans.

Anyways, in Hawthorne’s version, he makes it a kind of battle between the stupid light people and the stupid dark people. Since I’m doing such a horrible job summarizing this story, the link is to a better, probably more researched and accurate summary.

How does this all connect to my addiction to Gilmore Girls? I kept comparing these historical figures to the characters on the show. The first of which is that Endicott is so Ms. Kim, and Bradford is Emily, and Morton is in some ways a Lorelai and Rory and one of her boyfriends is the Lord and Lady of the story. I know this sounds crazy, but it’s true. There are some serious parallels between these seemingly unconnected things.

Now, I have to get back to work, and you should go read this story and see if you can find your own, out-of-context, unhistorical-type connections. Good luck.

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