Rushin to Rushmore

Today we hauled ass across Wyoming and South Dakota to see Mount Rushmore in the daytime. (Unbeknownst to us, it's lit up at night.)

On the way, we stopped at the Crazy Horse Memorial, which made me angry. It wasn't the $20 admission they charged us to access the crappy museum and view you can see for free from the highway. It wasn't that the monument has been in progress for 60 years, and probably will not be finished in our lifetime. It wasn't even the suffocating harmartia of the Native Americans there.*

It was mostly that Mount Rushmore was half the cost, completely finished, and twice as cool. The Crazy Horse Memorial will probably be more stunning than Rushmore if they ever complete it, but I'm not holding my breath.

*The tribe is proud enough to build a rival monument to Rushmore right around the corner, and proud enough to overcharge visitors for something you can see for free, but too proud to take funding from the federal government to see it completed.