The 4th Again…
…with all its kabooms. I’m sorry, but when we’re in the midst of a war, it’s hard to hear explosions and smell gunpowder and have it feel festive. Our kids are dying to the same sounds.
But we must… We must celebrate our independence from King George III, even though we are in the lethal grip of yet another one, a self-appointed one, a SCOTUS-appointed one.
But do we feel independent?
Do we feel that freedom our founders so craved and fought for?
Why in gods’ name do we sit back so silently (except for the goddamn kabooms)?
Where is the American spirit?
Locked up in Guantanamo Bay?
