Another July 4th

 

You would think I would be tired of publishing angry, disenchanted rants on “patriotic” national holidays. 

If things would seem to be getting better...or at least no worse...perhaps my angry heart could cool.

But "better" does not seem to be a word with any meaning when it comes to our national situation these days. And "bad" has a way of getting worse with the passage of time.

Last year, we had this: Celebrating Freedom in a World Gone Mad

Did we think it couldn't get worse?

Well, here are this year's highlights:

 

 

This, on top of our American way of "celebrating freedom."

Which would be...

Entitled "adults" exercising their freedom to act like spoiled children with vicious disregard for their neighbors, their neighbors' property, and the captive "pet" animals that they so zealously guard and promote the other 51 weeks of the year...by gleefully setting off random explosives in cramped, flammable quarters where any responsible 5-year-old would tell you that someone could be hurt or killed.

July Fourth.  Independence Day.  Increasingly, the best day of the year to see Americans at their worst.