Getting a handle of where we are in relation to the sun doesn't mean we know where we are in relation to things which we or others consider more important than the light of day.
We therefore draw a city skyline.
To some people we have therefore drawn all there is to know about civilization. This belief is certainly as old as Rome.
Rome is obviously not the oldest city. But it's just as well to assume that there were at least as many people who believed it was, as those who didn't know, didn't care, or were unpatriotic, put together. We think we might just draw a parallel as to how children of our time have seen America.
A friend of mine had been trying to figure out the truth of America, but couldn't get passed the fact that when our kind discovered America, the Americans were living the simple life.
In times of plenty, we do expect people to be peaceable. It can hardly be doubted that where the civilized country of America stands today was a wild land of excess; which is demonstrated by the ease with which a herd of wild animals could be driven off a cliff to save a person having to hunt it.
Similar things were done in South Africa, but it required the building of long fences leading to a trench, and it was done by people who were too poor to keep cattle.
But now we've come to the equivalence of nations, and our pale friend lurking in the shadows is starting to hyperventilate with the thought of vanity being the only thing left to us who descend from those who put the smoky factories into the skyline.
This brings us close to the time of the true invasion of America. Religious men had established themselves there, but they lived their lives by the ten commandments (and this was a time before vegetarianism had confused the word kill with the word slaughter).
To talk about the invasion of America, we come to a number of facts which are lesser known. But we can't talk about war without risking that someone will then say that certain men in those wars were Real men. Certainly a soldier has a reason to have a healthy routine. If we don't have a reason to get up in the morning, we might spend all day drinking coffee, for instance. People who tone their muscles simply because they don't like flabby ones, might find that they're mostly doing so to keep their boss happy with the sight of them.
Thus, instead of describing the scene, we simply place the suggestion that the issue of a just war, on the European continent, was another war between the English and the French which, merely at the flip of a coin, got taken to the American continent. The English and the French loved fighting each other so much they fought over who was the more chivalrous.
Returning to our Solar-centric view, after the war smoke has cleared, we note the emergence of the factory smoke. But this was smoke competing with that of kitchen fires, which only the poorest of the poor could not afford to make, and the poor could not afford to make properly.
The occupation of a chimney-sweep is something which many people can sympathise with today, for we find ourselves at our wits ends when we are brought in as the best person for the job, but are then told that the making of hot fires is strictly prohibited.
To remove the factories from the skyline, which factories started off very smoky indeed, we must remove the people who built steam-powered factories.
Thus we find ourselves looking at the word revisionism, and the hyphenated one, wishful-thinking.