Part One of a collaborative two-diary, cross-curricular series – look for pico‘s diary on Gilgamesh in Tuesday’s Literature for Kossacks.
One of the moonbatisms that least endears me to the faculty of my school’s Language Arts department is my relatively frequent assertion that all English teachers are, in fact, wannabe Social Studies teachers. It’s really only a joke – in truth, I recognize that the one can hardly exist without the other. Without history, literature has no context; without storytelling, history becomes a dry pile of dates, names, and un-understood, colorless societies.
Join me, if you will, in the Cave of the Moonbat, where tonight your resident historiorantologist will attempt to avoid the latter fate in setting the stage for pico‘s upcoming piece on that Sumerian par excellance, Gilgamesh the Wrestler. Our tale begins, appropriately enough, at the very dawn of civilization itself…