"History repeats itself."
That's the phrase a lot of us have been told by history teachers and politically driven family members alike. History repeats itself. In order to keep the same mistakes from happening over and over again in a sick, never-ending joke, we must take the time to learn about those mistakes; the why's, the how's, the when's, the where's, the what's. We must be able to see a situation from all angles to be able to effectively keep these things from recurring.
The book "The Crucible" by Arthur Miller, is a historical fiction novel based on the Salem Witch Trials, June 1692-May 1693, that sparked a wave of mass hysteria through the town of Salem after a group of women were found in the woods presumably practicing witchcraft. In such a religious town, word of witchcraft struck fear into many of the people living there, fueling the flames of the resulting witch hunt. What could possibly go wrong?
The Sacco-Vanzetti Case started after two people, a paymaster and a security guard, were shot and killed during a mid-afternoon armed robbery in South Braintree, Massachusetts. Two suspects, Nicola Sacco and Bartolomeo Vanzetti, were tried and sentenced to death for the murders. However, the case is not as cut-and-dry as a surface level explanation would imply.
So, then, what could possibly tie these two seemingly unrelated events to one another?
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Purpose:
In this book, I will dive into details of Arthur's novel, as well as the Salem Witch Trials themselves, and compare it to the details of the Sacco-Vanzetti case . I will also be giving commentary on the different pieces of information provided in bold-faced font of the chapter following the information as well as providing evidence to support my conclusions. If you prefer an unbiased delivery of facts, skip over those chapters.
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𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗙𝗼𝗿 His 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲
"Damm, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you, huh?" he asked, trying to control his anger.
"He is your brother," she said, trying to move from his grip.
"So what? It doesn't matter. We'v been married for a month, and you didn't allow me to kiss you. But today, you hug him? I'm very upset," he said, looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"I'm a very loyal and possessive man. Just because I haven't kissed or touched you doesn't mean I can't. Now, what will you do to make it up to me?"
"I... I will..."
"You will what?"
"I will sit on your lap and feed you," she said.
"From now on, you'll do this every morning and night."