ALL THE THINGS I COULD DO
Poor Carl Linneaus. Only one of the greater scientific minds of the 18th century. You slog and slog through ACRES of vegetative organization, discovering new species, naming them, figuring out a complete naming system, fer chrissakes, make such a reputation for yourself that your name goes up in lights across scientific history marquees everywhere as the Father of Taxonomy,…and then you’re doomed to be referred to by 7-year-olds in 21st century Sweden as “gubben på hundralappen.”* I will really miss Swedish money when the colorful but soulless Euro comes to town. I already mourned the demise of Holland’s pretty currency,...