Sons of Liberty

Hope this is finished at some point, really liked the idea and I would continue something like it if I had the motivation to do so, excited to see it continue
 
I'm just wondering what happens after all these events. Like I understand that the 1830s-1840s are a thing, and presumably a cliche war between Southern America and the United States in the 1860s as a bizarre parallelism with the ACW. And then you have the 1870s where all the fun stuff like imperialism and the Industrial Revolution are happening in America, with people immigrating to the country, people moving to the city, and people doing cool stuff like making the first ketchup and breakfast cereals and everything. And of course this leads to the Gilded Age which is when everything starts getting real interesting for the first time. And the party all ends with World War 1, which features some cliche powers. And then after the end of World War 1 at least one nation goes *Communist and another goes *Fascist. Then World War 2, which is always interesting to paralell. The post-War world emerges with people doing fancy things and probably some kind of weird Cold War analog.
 
I'm just wondering what happens after all these events. Like I understand that the 1830s-1840s are a thing, and presumably a cliche war between Southern America and the United States in the 1860s as a bizarre parallelism with the ACW. And then you have the 1870s where all the fun stuff like imperialism and the Industrial Revolution are happening in America, with people immigrating to the country, people moving to the city, and people doing cool stuff like making the first ketchup and breakfast cereals and everything. And of course this leads to the Gilded Age which is when everything starts getting real interesting for the first time. And the party all ends with World War 1, which features some cliche powers. And then after the end of World War 1 at least one nation goes *Communist and another goes *Fascist. Then World War 2, which is always interesting to paralell. The post-War world emerges with people doing fancy things and probably some kind of weird Cold War analog.
We do intend to do a bit of parallelism, but there will be some significant differences
 
En el Oriente del Mar
En el Oriente del Mar

Madrid February 14, 1828

Your letter from last Christmas finds this old man quite well! Though I suppose now that neither of us can be called young anymore, father time has treated you much better than he has I. The situation in Iberia has become quite excellent in recent years, now that the ideals of the revolution have finally reached us and embraced us fully. You must remember the agony of my last writing to you all the way back in 1809, how long it has been since that wretched day! That the King and all of his ilk were able to sway the people back under his control through bread and circuses. I tried my best with Danton to fight for Republicanism in our homeland, but alas you are aware of how that ended. The chaos in Spain and Portugal have proven the perfect opportunity to establish a foothold of revolutionary sentiment not seen in much of western Europe. The Americans, as you can imagine, almost immediately established formal relations with us the moment we were stable enough. The president has sent a great orator, a Benjamin Bache, to act as temporary diplomat to our republic. He is apparently a relation of the late martyr of the revolution Benjamin Franklin and I must say the comparison is quite apt, though perhaps I find his youthful fire a bit grating upon my old bones. I hope with eager hands to hold your response soon.

Your friend,
Maximilian

(recovered from the Desmoulin Archive in Florence, translated from the original French by Professor Quintus Aiennatha, Columbia University Department of Latin Studies, Painestown DM, USA, 1956)
 

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Hey can we have a full map of North America soon if you have time. I want to see which states are in the union and which ones are out. If not I or someone else can do it. This story is pretty good. I was wondering if the United States could later invade, emancipate, and annex the neighbors south of the Mason-Dixon Line. Would be pretty awesome. Also if these amendments would later translate into amenities like right to water, clothing, housing, education, and healthcare.
 
It's Quiet Uptown (The Hamilton Postlude)
It's Quiet Uptown (The Hamilton Postlude)
Inspired by @Damobesh

Spotlight on ELIZA, standing stage left: There are moments that the words don't reach

LAURENS & ANGELICA stand over the grave of HAMILTON in a garden filled with snow.

ELIZA: There is a grace too powerful to name

LAURENS: I wonder…

ELIZA: We push away what we can never understand

ANGELICA: What is it?

ELIZA: We push away the unimaginable

LAURENS: With all the outcomes that could have happened in this war, would his martyrdom remain the same in all possibilities, by Burr's hands? If that's the case… would our grief have been inevitable?

ELIZA: They are standing in the garden

ANGELICA: Though our hearts writhe in misery, even if predestined, the love we've had for him would too blessed us all the same. Without him, the revolution he wished to see may have been lost forever and our bond would be for not.

ELIZA: Laurens by Angelica's side

LAURENS: My only hope is that, no matter the outcome, what he wished to see may finally come true.

ELIZA: She takes his hand

ANGELICA: And now it is up to us to see his vision through.

ELIZA: It's quiet uptown.

LAURENS: There is so much to be done.
 
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Geographical Survey: New York New
Geographical Survey: New York

The humble state of New York had undergone considerable shifts in its geography amidst the rapture that was the revolutionary period. The unbreakable spirit of democracy lives on through hard working citizens of this great republic, and no better is this represented than in those who reside in the state once known as the New Netherlands.

Prior to the federalization of the District of Manahatta, as well as the admission of Long Island as a distinct state of its own, New York was a bustling maritime trading hub during the times of British rule as well as the beginnings of independence. Nowadays, New York maintains a considerable level of inter-Continental trade through the Hudson River while primarily being agrarian as its primary economic makeup. This aquatic lifeline presents an opportunity for new immigrants to the republic to find themselves a new home to call their own without the strenuous toil of traveling to uncharted regions by land.

Thanks to its access to the Hudson River and Atlantic Ocean, New York State has the sublime benefit of receiving earlier access to exchanging new innovations than other states in the union. The circular saw, milling machine, and profile lathe are some of the more recent inventions that made their way to this humble state prior to the remainder of the nation, transforming the economic fabric of the primarily agricultural economy of the fledgling state ripe for the future prospect of industrialization that could be nourished into an economic bludgeon that would rival that of the tyrants of the isles.

Agriculture in the remote countryside prides itself on the age-old Yeoman traditions of small scale, family owned homesteads. Since the Agrarian Justice Act of 1792, the taxation of farmland lies solely in the land value of the development of property itself, greatly freeing the expenses placed upon those who toil its soils, solidifying the Yeomans as the breadbasket of the republic. Additionally, the act had repatriated northern plantations to freedmen formerly enslaved by their then British overlords, helping to create a vibrant tradition of farmers of color within the state.

Discrimination against the freedmen had been perpetuated by white farmers upon the ratification of the act, often acclimating into race riots in an attempt to chase them away from their homes, to which Continental militias have been deployed at times to protect the homes of freemen farmers during times of agitation. However, such agitation is not nearly as prevalent as in the southern colonies of the traitorous dominion, where slavery remains and brothers toiled in chains. Parallel to northern discrimination radiates staunch abolitionism that had played a key role in the abolition of slavery in the now, with prominent figures now turning their attention to aiding the south through various methods of escape slave routes, funneling of arms to slave rebellions, as well as other methods deemed necessary to bring about justice to the continent.

Religion has played a huge role in the ongoing abolition movement of New York State. Upon the independence of the United States, the right to religious freedom had strengthened the already prevalent Protestant traditions to greater heights amongst the locale, kindling a spiritual awakening of sorts. Spiritual devotion and staunch republicanism are seen by the people as inseparable concepts that give way to the notion that freedom from monarchism is not only a moral matter amongst men, but that of divine prominence that was decreed by God himself to free his people.

Education across the state had been funded in part by the many church institutions funded by their respective denominations, but recent efforts by the Continental Congress, spearheaded by the legendary Culler of Coats of the Revolution, Eliza Schuyler, have been made to create a sort of standardized, public school that would make attendance free for children across the country, with New York being one of the first candidates to receive funding for this inactive if successfully passed through Congress. Public schools are proposed to treat their education akin to raising young pioneers, inspired by the green mountaineers of Vermont, instilling patriotism through comradery and learning through the outdoors.

The environment of New York state consists mostly of deciduous forests north of the Hudson, with the south being primarily agricultural. While newer settlements slowly chip away at the old woods, the bountiful wilderness had seen hellfire during the revolution and remains despite the odds. Tranquility flows through the rustling tree tops as creatures big and small make their homes in this age old fortress of life. One such resident is the national bird of the United States, the Passenger Pigeon. While hunting these flocks have become a popular pastime in the more rustic abodes of the state, with some locals expressing concern such activities could being about their extinction, the neighboring Iroquois Confederacy brings about refuge for these birds where breeding can occur undisturbed, as the Indians have prohibited excess hunting on their lands.

The state of New York and the Iroquois Confederacy had agreed to a bi-state arrangement in 1816 that approved the join construction of the Erie Canal between both territories, hoping to bolster inter continental trade between each other and across the whole of the United States, once again bringing New York into the epicenter of maritime exchange as well as being newfound economic prosperity to the Indians of the Iroquois, potentially transforming the economic potential of the union into heights never before seen in history.

(Columbia University Department of Geography, Painestown DM, USA, 1818)


Thomas Cole (1801–1848), The Oxbow, View from Mount Holyoke, Northampton, Massachusetts, after a Thunderstorm (1836)
 
I wonder how "An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States" and "A People's History of the United States" would be like in this timeline?
 
The Monsters We Make New
The Monsters We Make

This document was transferred to analytical engine storage by the Boston Gazette in accordance with the Computational Storage Act passed by Congress October 11th, 1941. Note, this article was a parody written by the Boston Gazette mocking the panic over "vampire plagues" reported by civilians and soldiers alike within the New England territories in the late 1780s to the mid 1790s.

BELIEVE IN THE STRANGE FORCES !
New Hampshirites Assured That Their Own Passed Children Have Aided Them Against The Lobster Back Hordes!
October 14th, 1791


While victory against the British hordes has been assured and peace has been secured for our new nation by our Republican Army we must not forget the various souls upon this continent who did their part for the service of Liberty. One such group of souls come from the Garner family of Derry in the Great State of New Hampshire, who previously had their land and property occupied by the troops of the empire. When the Georgia blight came like stampeding horses from the south it took the youngest two of the Derry's six children with them, boys called by their parents and in the church records as Shiloh and Emmanuel. A fate sealed with Redcoats hoarding of food and medical tinctures.
But it was, to the awe and horror of all those who were living on that quiet farmstead when, like the biblical plague of old, that those quartered upon the land suddenly fell incredibly ill. In all manners of queer and dastardly means. It did not begin with the men, however, but first the animals, who would appear anemic for days before they would be found on the morning dead, completely drained of their blood and with meat most foul that no amount of salting or preservation could maintain. Cows, sheep, pigs, and chickens were taken in this way, so even some of the horses were left completely without their live giving humors. The only spared was the beloved hunting hound of the family, who was named Brutus. When the levels of the livestock seemed so low that neither the family nor the British troops would be able to eat, did the plague spread from beasts to men. Starting similar to a small malaise, then escalating to a queer form of consumption, always identifiable by the finding of two small wounds upon neck or wrist of the victim, much like the strikes of a parasitic insect. Within days or weeks of this sudden illness the redcoat would die and be buried. When the plague had ebbed away and the Green Mountain Boys were making their valiant effort pushing southward, the Garner estate was almost entirely abandoned save for a garrison of a dozen or so soldiers and officers of the British army. Mr. Garner, who was always a loving patriot of our nation but was unable to remove the lobsterbacks for the safety of his family, did wish for the soldiers who took his boys would simply leave and let them be at peace. Though he feared greatly for the health and wellbeing of himself and his kin by some miracle neither he nor his wife nor his four children were touched by the disease, no matter how much they tended to their diseased occupiers.
Upon the night of October the thirty-first of the prior year, the evening before the Feast Day of All Saints, Mr. Garner and Mrs. Garner was awoken from fitful sleep by the sounds of agonized screams and pained wailing. Rushing forward to the source of the horrible noises they are both brought to the Garner family plot. Upon reaching the graves of their two lost sons, they discovered the corpses of every surviving British troop left on the farm! Seemingly every man was taken from his bed with some great force and dragged to the graveyard by their nightshirts and hair.
In the cool autumnal mist, by the light of lantern and the glint of musket barrel, the Garners saw their two lost sons as if alive but not. Shiloh, the eldest, sat upon his grave kicking his feet as if he were lounging upon a sun soaked summer riverside; while Emmanuel, the younger of the two, propped the commanding officer upon his own headstone to drain the last of his lifeblood from his neck. The undead children spoke to each other happily about many topics, both common to the natures of youth and to the natures of demons. The parents of the two creatures that stood before them tried their damndest to be as silent as they could, but the creatures that once were their sons have within them the preternatural senses of the undead and thus heard them almost instantly. Both parents prayed silently to Almighty God that he may deliver them from the sorceries of the devil and his minions, but to their shock little Shiloh and Emmanuel waved their hands and greeted their mother and father in a hearty way! It seems that even being embraced by heathenry and all the unseen ministering of the undead world have not shaken the power of Moses' Fifth Commandment!
When Mrs. Garner, upon seeing her children risen from the grave, ran to them in her nightdress so that she may embrace them and give them all the kisses that she wished she could have in their life. But to her disappointment both boys pulled away from her arms and told her that they may not touch her. For if the undead, the vampire, were to touch one of their kin who still lives then they too will join them in undeath upon their own passing. The boys said that they desired revenge on the men who caused their deaths and wished no harm upon their beloved family, and that if they willed it they may destroy their bodies upon the morrow and they would never be seen again. They spent those few midnight hours gathering up the rest of the family and showing them the boys, once again upon their feet and walking the earth, discussing their lives and simply being together. When the rosy fingers of dawn came creeping upon the horizon the boys returned to their open graves, filling back in the dirt with great strength, and then returned to their sleep of the dead.
After little deliberation it seems that the Garners have decided not to desecrate the graves or corpses of their sons, even if it would mean returning them to the Heavenly Father in eternal peace. But instead they have brought them the salvation of heaven by preventing them from rising from the grave further. Commissioned by the Garner estate to a local blacksmith, two iron cages were placed over the earth of the graves to keep the boys locked away and in good behavior. But a confidential source has told this reporter that Mr. Garner keeps the key to the cages within his own home, so that he may, if he wished, cause his sons to rise at his leisure. A most convenient and republican form of necromancy indeed! It is our personal belief that President Paine should visit the boys and commend them with medals and accolades of all kinds! Perhaps they could even be shipped over to the enemies of our republic so that the boys may have their final revenge on the blood of the Mad King himself! Truly then the Tree of Liberty can be watered with the blood of tyrants!
 
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