Thomas Jefferson and Karl Marx unexpectedly met at the corner of Mill and Moore Road. It was a snowy morning and the carriages they were riding in had collided. They were thrown from their seats into a future century. The 21st century. They both expected the impact of a muddy New York street but instead their faces were buried in snow-covered grass. Marx and Jefferson rolled over to discover themselves in Central Park. They were both experiencing this city for the first time.
Confused and a little disheveled Marx turned over, looked up into the sky, and saw tall buildings surrounding him. He had never seen anything like this before, metal skyscrapers reaching for the sky. Confused at how they could be so tall Marx got up to try to get a better look. While walking, the ground changed beneath his feet from the cushion of snowy grass to this alien substance that made the ground hard and black. Squatting down to get a better look at what this stuff was Marx heard a ringing sound and someone shouting. “Get out of the way!” Confused he looked up and saw a man sitting on a two-wheeled contraption heading his way. Marx was pulled back off of this hard ground. When he turned around he saw Jefferson was the one who pulled him to safety. How had he gotten there too? Still puzzled by the mystery of their travel, seeing Jefferson made Marx even more confused. He had never formally met Jefferson, so Marx decided he was to introduce himself. It was a larger challenge then expected. Jefferson just wouldn’t stop looking, his head was moving all around faster than a sailboat on a close hull. Upset by his childish behavior Marx yelled at him to stay still! Jefferson immediately froze and slowly turned to face Marx. Once he had Jefferson’s attention Marx began brainstorming a way to get back to their old time. Jefferson cut him off asking him why would he want to leave? This is a time for adventure and to explore this unknown land. Marx was heavily against this idea. He could already tell he was going to hate this unknown city. Jefferson was taken back and asked don’t you see the beauty in this place? Tall buildings surrounded this rectangle land on all sides, yet those building never crept in. It was location directly in the middle of the city yet when you entered the grounds it was a place to escape. Jefferson loved the agrarian aspects to this location. Marx looked around and saw where the buildings ended a wide variety of plants, kiosks, and people started. Everyone was welcome. The buildings stopped and this shared this area began. First turned off by this, he now had hope for a day filled with fun exploration.
Jefferson was able to convince Marx to sightsee the city. They decided west was they way they would wonder. While walking Jefferson stopped in his tracks. When Marx asked what was wrong Jefferson took off running in the direction of gigantic building with large columns and a grand staircase. Chasing after him they found themselves inside the Metropolitan Museum of Art. A great building filled with people’s artwork. The self-expression was seeping from the walls. People were able to reach their best and be recognized for their work. Marx loved this, stating, “Art is always and everywhere the secret confession, and at the same time the immortal movement of its time”. The statement confused Jefferson so Marx had to put it in simpler terms for him. Marx told Jefferson that art is something that would be there always because it is a way for people to put their opinions out in the world secretly without having to clearly state them in a piece of writing. Jefferson didn’t have the philosophical drive about art like Marx did, but it didn’t stop him from exploring all parts of this architectural heaven.
After wondering for a while they decided it was time to continue their adventure somewhere else. They walked back out to the street and saw a bus go by. On the bus was a sign that said to
