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Happy Independence Day, all!
Sigh.
And, tonight’s fireworks display in DC is going to shoot off more than 850,000 fireworks. A typical display is 20,000. This is ridiculous, and completely unnecessary. JFC. There will be so much air pollution that doctors are recommending those with cardiovascular issues leave the area.
My wife and I just got back from Fort McHenry, where we bought a flag and were able to hoist it on the Star Spangled Banner flagpole. Then we stayed while one of the Rangers (who is a high school history teacher in the off season) give a moving version to the crowd about how the flag came to symbolize the nation, and not just the government. Then a hundred or more people came forward and helped to raise the garrison flag, the one “so big the King can see it from England”. It is truly immense. They started hauling people’s 3×5 flags up and down while it was flying and they were barely as tall as one stripe, maybe just big enough to cover one of the 15 stars
I woke up today in a foul mood and fully ready to hate the day. However Charlie Pierce rescued me with his Saturday email post. He begins by complaining about the mindless spectacle coming this evening and about not liking a 250 year celebration as a milestone, “… my basic ambivalence toward these things is my fundamental feeling that they’re all half-loafs of history. Centennials are round. They are complete. They are easily understood.” Good on ya, Charlie, feed my mood. But then, “In 1976, Gerald Ford was president, and he had the Captain and Tennille sing “Muskrat Love” for Queen Elizabeth, which is the worst thing an American leader did to a British sovereign since Yorktown.” My coffee came out my nose with that.
Bless Charlie for that and Happy Fourth to all of you. See you at the local baseball game.