And then yesterday I had the misfortune to discover that a sequel was published last month. Meet 1434: The Year A Magnificent Chinese Fleet Sailed To Italy And Ignited The Renaissance, convoluted title and all. You don't even need to read it to know it's a complete load of bollocks mixed with horseshit. A Chinese fleet visited Italy and foisted upon them the beginnings of the revival of the cultures of European Antiquity? Yeah, sure. If I ever feel like reading insufferable claptrap, I might just check this out to see specifically what wild and peculiar claims Menzies makes. How the hell does this ahistorical hogwash get published and stocked in bookshops around the world while genuine, innovative, interesting history is rejected by publishers daily, or printed only to be confined to obscurity? I think my creatively blasphemous response dripping with sarcasm from the Interference Superthread rather satisfactorily summarises my feelings towards this:
... oh my god.
Oh my non-existent god.
OH MY NON-EXISTENT GOD ON A STICK.
OH MY NON-DIVINE, ENTIRELY HUMAN JESUS CHRIST RIDING A BIKE THROUGH CENTRAL MELBOURNE IN RUSH HOUR WEARING NOTHING BUT A G-STRING.
This is the end of the history discipline, folks. We all might as well just pack it in. Close the faculty doors. There's thoroughly no point studying it when there are geniuses like Gavin Menzies and his shameless ghostwristers to tell us all how it really happened.