You won't hear any argument here. Mark Twain is probably the greatest American author of all time (okay, third greatest, after Herman Melville and Nora Roberts). But I am pretty sure I can take Mark Twain in a fight. You know, if the alien race he returned to upon his "death" when he hitched a ride on Haley's Comet hasn't created some devastating combat technology or done away with violence all together. But let's see what happens if we put me up against Mark Twain in a Battle Royale.
Now, if you're unfamiliar with how these little throw-downs go on my blog, you can check out Jen vs. The Hoff and Daleks vs. The Borg. That should make the rules pretty clear.
Dust off your old timey mustache, Twain, it's show time.
Me vs. Mark Twain: The Battle For Endor
Me: Jennifer Armintrout Difficult to pronounce and google.
Mark Twain: Mark Twain Pleasant, ethnically neutral, not at all scary and German.
- Body of work
Me: Four novels about vampires fucking, three faery books everyone hated.
Mark Twain: You have to use the scroll bar on his wikipedia bibliography.
- Racial slurs?
Me: No, those don't really go over well.
Mark Twain: His name was what Jim? Dude, not cool.
- Hair Height
Advantage: I got this, dude.
- Presidential connections
Me: Had my Obama lawn sign stolen twice; hold out hope of one day boning President Clinton.
Mark Twain: William Howard Taft released a statement upon Twain's death.
Okay, so I didn't beat him. But he is an alien, and I do have bigger hair. Only time will tell, friends. Only time will tell.