I was going to pen a woke July 4th blog, but lost my desire to mock my fellow Americans — because it’s just not that fun anymore. It’s easy for me to sit back and coast and revel at the lunacy, but much much harder when I have to think about my children and their children and how all of this manifests itself over time.
July 4th used to mean mats of firecrackers being strung together amidst beer cans and people whistling in the streets, throwing M-80s at one another — a smokey haze of blue and red and the overwhelming smell of gunpowder. By the end of the night, a few lost fingers, several dead — but most of us were happy because we got to light shit up. It was the anarchy and the violence of 4th of July that made us happy, which is probably the main driver of what is driving today’s BLM riots.
We’re way past social reform and anti-racism, bordering now and encroaching into outright civil revolt. Again, and I’ve said this before, both sides of the aisle (I hate that fucking expression) hate this country for different reasons. It’s only the far left that draws the far right into the center and vice versa. The center representing status quo and pro-American ideals — ensconced in war and crony capitalism and profligate spending etc.
Eventually, the tinder-box will explode and you’ll truly hate living here, which is why I am the fuck out of here at my earliest convenience. Most of you will stay and suffer amidst social discord, absurd healthcare expenses, taxes, and a cultural disease that only gets worse by the year. Your only respite will be to watch your youth die, via cable news shows, in stupid and needless wars overseas — because industry demands it and empires are cool and fun to build.
Having said all of that, I enjoy the company of my fellow Americans of all colors and political backgrounds. I couldn’t give a fuck about it and just want to laugh and drink and be entertained, eat and then cavort. After done, cavort some more. I hope you enjoy your holiday and remember the days as a boy when American meant something to you — a magical time when we were the good guys and the flag was cherished because it represented freedom.
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