Well, here's one that I cared a little about and hoped it would go a particular way. Hey it did!
I'm not a particular hater of Andrew Jackson, but I am a particular lover of Alexander Hamilton, and that's going back more than 20 years before the musical. In fact, it was about 1992 when I used to hang out at Hamilton Terrace in NYC on weekends teaching kids in a Church School. I came to learn about Hamilton and found him an admirable character. But even before that, I was partial to the ten dollar denomination when it came to spending cash. That's from when I used to work in a bank back in the 80s and could get any kind of cash that I wanted. I held a lot of silver dollars and a lot of Hamiltons in my pockets back then. Do you remember when ATMs used to give out 10s?
As far as symbols go, I've learned that you cannot trust or train the American public. They're a rowdy crowd and accustomed to being undisciplined. They call this 'freedom' and think that's what this place is all about, so long as they interpret that my freedom is appropriately balanced with their freedom. Which is to say they think that I do what I want and they are suspicious of me. But that's just some extra thought I've been doing about the American public, having recently taken a short midwestern holiday. The likeness of Harriet Tubman makes for a fine set of symbols, but she will always represent to me what she does now, a gun-toting spy with balls of steel. Generally, my kind of badass. Add Teddy Roosevelt to the 500 and we'd really have something to crow about.
Given the choice of having a woman or a non-woman on the specie is just about meaningless to me. After all, look what happened to the Sacagawea Dollar coin. Its complete disappearance has not affected the status of women in American society. But you would think, listening to the many numbskulls, such a causal relationship exists.
That reminds me. I'm off to take MIT OCW 18.05