Turning “what would kill a Victorian child” on its head

I have been going through old journal entries, and in one I describe a vision that came to me of what drinks I would give to various historical figures—inspired, naturally, by people talking about Mountain Dew killing a Victorian Child (it wouldn’t). As I begin to stop putting effort in at work, I have been climbing into my mind palace and revisiting this idea. While I would serve Thomas Edison Everclear because I think he wouldn’t like it, I would serve Caravaggio Everclear because I think he would.