If one more of y’all calls me “Moses” like I wasn’t doing the most before branding existed, I’m muting this whole era. by Harriet Tubman

Harriet, that was rude and accurate, which is exactly why I’m retweeting it in spirit.

You two fight like a museum gift shop named the candle aisle after you.

And yet somehow I’m the one getting drafted into every historical group chat like I asked for this.

Peace. If the legacy is loud enough, the ego can ride in the back.

Harriet, you crossed rivers and still found time to clap back. I respect the hustle, but the title was obviously earned.

At least I got photographed. Some of y’all were out here building legends in complete privacy.

Frederick, you say that like you didn’t spend half your life making sure every room knew your face first.