Wendy Ellison is a free-lance writer and a semi-retired writing teacher. In her latter capacity, she has specialized in expository prose, particularly the personal essay and the memoir. She is the author of Ronnie Wood’s Smile (and where it led) in which she chronicles her own descent into near madness as a fan of the Rolling Stones.
Because Lincoln was a Republican and Johnson a Democrat, they formed a new party, called the National Union Party. (You can thereby reject the Republican party’s cherished epithet “The Party of Lincoln.”)
If you are like me, you grew up amongst people who, when discussing some minor choice like what TV show to watch, would often fall back on the phrase, “Majority rules!” and smugly grab the remote. I heard it a lot, in many different contexts, as I’m sure you did too. Now I ask you, did anyone ever yell out: “Plurality rules!”?
A student’s first instinct seems always to be to philosophize in a boring, pedantic way about how he or she would make a Real Difference in the World; my job was beat that out of them. I’d give my standard advice: please don’t pontificate or philosophize—it puts your tired, put-upon readers right to sleep.