Here’s the thing: Andrew Jackson isn’t getting kicked off the $20 bill. He’s just moving to the back.
In other words, the guy who hated paper currency still has to have his mug plastered on it, while Harriet Tubman has to spend the next few decades sitting .0043 inches from a slaveholder.
Was the Treasury Department trying to make them both roll over in their graves?
Come to think of it, this would make a great premise for one of those odd couple-type comedies where two totally different people have to cooperate to pull off some big heist. Tubman and Jackson both get so infuriated that they show up to haunt the Treasury headquarters at the same time, then grudgingly decide to work together. Hilariously awkward antics ensue. Their efforts finally pay off when Tubman gets her own bill and Jackson scores a position on the front of a new $1 gold coin. Anybody want to help me pitch this to Warner Bros.?