As I’ve been repeating for lo, these last several years, in my opinion July 4th should properly be a national day of mourning, not of celebration. But honestly, I can’t help but be of two minds (at least) on that. Yes, we have utterly failed in our duty to uphold the documents of America’s Founding, the Declaration and the Constitution. That being the case, however, it does NOT necessarily follow that the ideals, the principles, the bedrock definitional values of the Founding are not themselves worth celebrating, each and every year from now until Doomsday. Yes, even when we have a senile, corrupt old grifter roosting in the Oval Office.
So over the last cpl-three days I’ve been engaged in an internal tug of war over which direction I should take with this year’s Independence Day offering, both here and over at the Eyrie—which, in the usual run of things, I would’ve already finished by now.
So whilst we’re all waiting for me to figure out whether I want to be the gloomiest of all possible Guses this year, as has become my habit, or to ignore certain current, ugly realities in favor of a less topical post extolling certain eternal verities everyone here should be quite familiar with by now—never wasted time, IMHO—enjoy this wonderfully engaging and inspirational scene from what I always thought was a wildly underrated movie.
And yes, of COURSE I have an up-close-and-personal story involving Moscow On The Hudson, in particular a certain popular NYC news anchor who makes a brief cameo appearance therein. Maybe I’ll just say heck with it all and write about that.
Split the difference between celebrating and mourning by watching Biden porn tomorrow. Someone must have done a deep fake of “Doctor” Jill taking on an entire classroom. Or … maybe not a fake?
I will celebrate, and mourn, and then celebrate America.
Same as I do the 300 and then Thermopylae, Tours, and Vienna.
Then I will pray those Americans still left will not succumb.
I think it’s good to recall who we are and how fortunate we are to live in the greatest and freest country that ever existed and probably ever will. She is under attack and must be defended. This is always the case, nothing has changed.
So, I’ll celebrate and know the battle is ahead. One which we will ultimately win.
And a warning for all you dog owners –
Every year a number of dogs run off because of the disorienting fireworks. Many dogs are frightened. Keep your eye on the pooch.
The flick was panned, because people wanted Mork and madcap hilarity, not a clown playing Hamlet, which people didn’t yet understand Robin Williams could do.
Whatever happens to the United States, Liberty and Freedom have never gone out of style.
It’s just that once in awhile, when they’re being pushed around by bullies and thugs, they need someone to twist some arms, crack some heads, and even slit a few throats or stacks some bodies on their behalf.
Back in the day – and yesterday – people chose not to pay attention to the fact that they were going to have to fight for and earn their independence every single day, year after year.
This isn’t a new fight.
It’s the same old one.
The people who will win, find that an animating contest, not a perpetual slog.
Be of good cheer.
And whenever opportunity presents, kill a commie for mommie.
“This isn’t a new fight.
It’s the same old one.”
Bingo!