I think

That getting in Robert Remini's books and becoming mentally uppity because of the ah, poetic devices he uses in his books, which are more the telling of a story than straight historiography, would after awhile seem like asking a snake why it bit you. It just...is what it is. Who care for uno menudo and for doso minoso, if you really want historiography and all that, get out of Remini.

But the one that actually made me put his book down I'm not even sure if I read it right or not, 'cause if I did, then the problem with it seems so obvious that I really couldn't have read it right.

But that's for the next time I come here, anyway. whenever that will be, it's really dusty and all.