Growing up in the DC suburbs in the ’90s, my family often hit the museums of the Smithsonian Institution.
I got to know their exhibits as if they were part of my own neighborhood, cheerfully bouncing from wing to wing, knowing exactly where the coolest stuff was.
I distinctly remember being proud of all the things America had done, gleefully identifying artifacts and displays that correlated with what I was learning in school.
These museums were temples of American greatness.
They told a story of discovery, ingenuity, beauty and grit.
But today, a visit to the Smithsonian will give you the distinct impression that the United States is less a land of innovation and courage than a hellscape of oppression and crimes against humanity.
For the past few decades, the leaders of these museums have been busily rewriting exhibits to dwell on America’s sins while muffling her greatest triumphs.