History Occurring In The Now...Whose Account Will Prevail??

To remember it your way, are you journaling, jotting down, writing a tome, or just storing it away in your head? Maybe you have a que sera sera ambivalence; after all, we're just observers, and along for the ride? If you disagree with the way history is being written, your roar, most likely, isn't mighty enough to be heard, so you sit with the masses, gnashing your teeth and maybe, sputtering reactionary verbiage, when you've had your fill? For me, some of the above.

When I was young, I believed history, was history. I learned what I was taught, and didn't really question what we were told. Was I naïve...was there always a slant, to sway a mind one way or the other? Facts were presented and, well, aren't facts, facts? I assumed that's what we were always taught, no matter what the storyteller's slant.

There isn't a one of us, now, who can be so blissfully naïve.  History, occurring in the now, is being regurgitated, and spoon-fed to us, with drastically different perspectives. Who, pray tell, made the regurgitators the would-be bosses, of how this should be perceived?

Who, will write the books, of our history in the now? Whose account will prevail??