I'm not sure if many of you are aware, but Trumpty Dumpty isn't the first American to want to chnage the geography of the world.
In the 1940's an American author called Clarence Budington Kelland suggested that the Pacific Ocean should become an American lake!
Kelland was a writer, prolific and popular in his lifetime, now forgotten but also, one time executive director of the Republican National Committee.
Here is a brief extract from the newsletter 'The Marginalian by Maria Popova'
Kelland had proposed a plan for America’s participation in the postwar world based on such unbridled imperialism that “the Pacific Ocean must become an American Lake.”
E.B. White, — who authored some of the most incisive editorials in the history of journalism in between nursing generations of children on a tenderness for life with books like Stuart Little and Charlotte’s Web — wasted no time polishing the absurd proposition into a lens on the deepest problem facing our civilization.wrote in the New York Times on September 11, 1943.....
"The Pacific Ocean, said Clarence Budington Kelland firmly, must become an American lake. He didn’t make it clear why it should become an American lake rather than, say, a Chinese lake or a Russian lake. The Chinese were seaside dwellers along the Pacific many thousands of years before the Americans, and presumably even now like to gaze upon its blue and sometimes tranquil waters. This may seem annoying to a party leader, who is apt to find it difficult to believe that there can be anybody of any importance on the far end of a lake. Yet the Pacific and its subsidiary seas are presumably real and agreeable to the people who live on them. The Sea of Okhotsk is five times the size of Mr. Kelland’s state of Arizona, the Sea of Japan is longer than the longest serial he ever wrote, the Yellow Sea is as big as the Paramount Building and bigger, and the South China Sea runs on endlessly into the sunset beyond Borneo. Are these the coves in an American lake — little bays where we can go to catch our pickerel among the weeds?"
What made Kelland’s postwar plan so preposterous is also what made it so dangerous — it lived by the same metastatic nationalism that had hurled the world into war in the first place. Against this malady humanity’s narrowly evaded self-destruction was evidently only a temporary vaccine that has since worn out: Here we are again, gulfing toward an abyss from which there may be no return.