No, I didn't go to Butte to get a glimpse of our next President, as cool as that would have been. No, I have two 4 yearolds who need more entertainment than just a political superstar and a parade. So we went to Seeley Lake, canoed, swam, ate crappy food, and saw a parade. I got pretty sun addled and passed out as soon as we got home.
And now the twins - their normal bedtime is 8pm - frolic in their bedroom waiting for tonight's fireworks at the mall.
Yes, the Fourth of July has been very good to me, and frankly I haven't stopped for much introspection. Thanksgiving is always better for stuff like that. The 4th is a big party.
I'm a big fan of the the document that kicked off the events that led to today's holiday. (Another reason to be p*ssed off about FISA.) I like baseball, apple pie, and my mother. Other things, not so much...like the rampant consumerism...our increasing militarism...institutionalized greed...trickle-down economics.
What does it mean to be an American, anyway? Is it a form of nationalism? A racial and cultural identity? Or the sharing of a common idea? |
