But what the heck does it have to do with Sherlock Holmes?
Well, nothing really, I thought. As cool as it it, it's like Harry Potter -- we have to draw our own connections, which Sherlockians have been doing with non-Sherlockian things they love for nearly a century now. But, boy, was I wrong . . . and kind of stupid. It was staring me in the face all along.
Thankfully, Twitter and one of my favorite Three Patch Podcasters, Caroline, got me on track this morning with this tweet:
Oh, yeah . . . Alexander Hamilton Garrideb . . . he's in the Canon.
Suddenly, John Garrideb, Counsellor at Law, con artist, and attempted Watson-murderer, takes on a whole new cache. We can adapt his brief tale of Alexander Hamilton Garrideb's rise in real estate and wheat commodities into a wonderful musical rap number.
John Garrideb, a.k.a. Killer Evans, a.k.a.James Winter, a.k.a Morecroft, suddenly becomes the coolest villain in the Canon, because he actually must have been an Alexander Hamilton fan to use that name on his created Garrideb character. And what the heck, his name was freakin' MORECROFT, a combo of Mycroft and Moriarty that was the original shipping name . . . what, a shipping name for Mycroft and Moriarty in the actual Doyle Canon? The universe explodes!
And "James Winter" is a pretty cool name as well, no pun intended. "Winter is coming." Whoa.
I don't know who got "Three Garridebs" in Chris Redmond's About Sixty, but if they didn't jump on this guy as the coolest Canonical dude ever, they missed a bet.
And Evans/Winter/Garrideb/Morecroft, the rapping/shipping American, almost brought down the full emotional wrath of Sherlock Holmes for putting a bullet in Watson, one of those "almosts" in the Doyle Canon that we'd all secretly liked to have seen take a dark turn just to see what Holmes was capable of, beyond just smacking him in the head with a pistol.
So, Hamilton . . . we do get these occasional surges in Sherlockian fandom that seem unrelated at first. But you have to be very careful before declaring their complete lack of connection, because you may be missing something very obvious . . . like an Alexander Hamilton fan right in one of your favorite Sherlock Holmes stories.
(And on a day like today in American politics, we need all the distractions that such a wonderful character can bring!)