So you got this sword wearing, long haired, Italian guy, that doesn't even live in Italy, who sails across a big 'ol pond.
Once he hits land again, in spite of it belonging to and being occupied by other people, he "discovers" it and claims it all as his.
We now celebrate his theft (and subsequent murder of thousands of indigenous people).
So I figure, "What the hell!", ya know?
...I'm Italian and I don't live in Italy...
...and I've rowed across my pond a bunch of times...
...and I own a sword and have hair down to my shoulders...
Oh HELL yeah!!!
I hereby "discover" and claim Our Salon as mine.
Y'all now have to either live as my slaves (which means I'll probably abuse and mistreat you so bad you'll die) or I'll kill you (your choice... cuz I'm nice like that.)
As my slaves I expect y'all to celebrate the day of your enslavement too!
From now on we will call today Amy Day and you WILL hold a parade honoring your own enslavement and murders.