neveralarch

I'm supposedly doing work before I go to fencing, but I had to take a break to share these emails.

From my brother (age 16 and getting slightly better at spelling or at least using spellcheck all the time):
for your reading pleasure a paper of unlivable quality. a piece of scolerly work so great that looking upon it make one cry, in both amazement at its butie, and envy for not being the blessed one who wrote it. prepare to be blown away.
Attached: his paper on the bolshevik revolution in Russia for history class.

Me:
Am I supposed to edit this, or just stare at it in awe?

Him:
just stare in pure awe, for this paper has no compare, and to edit it would be sacrilege. so what do ye think of dis' fine pice o' papyrus?

Yeah. So I told him what I thought, and that I liked his reference to Plato's Cave in the conclusion, but I thought it might need explained better. Then we discussed the October Revolution for a while and talked about our writing projects. I wish we got along this well when we're actually in the same country/state.

Also, I wish I could travel back in time and tell myself "look, I know you think he's an alien now, and you are, in fact, even writing a book about how is an alien, complete with forged evidence and a forced confession. But I have proof that you are practically the same person, so maybe you should give this up." I mean, not that it'd have an impact, but the look on my face would be priceless.

I feel like the point of this post got lost somewhere in that last paragraph, but whatever. My brother's awesome, even if I disagree with him about the extent of the German influence on Russian popular opinion between the February and October revolutions.