Boy, am I glad I don't work for the Smithsonian? It seems like every time those guys produce an exhibit, torch- and pitchfork-waving mobs take to the Mall. The latest controversy relates to the National Museum of Natural History's new Human Origins gallery. I'm not going to wade into this one, except to note that if you ever meet the donor in question, remember that his name is pronounced "Coke." We were specially briefed on this when he donated a chunk of money to my alma mater in NYC, which gratefully renamed its dinosaur halls after him.
Failure to remember this will place you in the same category as my two favorite newspaper headlines of the 1950s - "Dr Fuchs Off To The Antarctic" and "Dr Fuchs Off Again."