This coming weekend is the Fourth of July, and let me tell it like it is: I love this country. I love the Rockies mountains, I love The Roots, I love the beautiful people in ugly situations from DC to Oakland. I love America -- almost as much as I hate how it doesn't live up to its promises. Freedom and justice for all? The record hasn't been that pretty. It's up to we, the people, to hold the country to its highest standards. America's greatest poet, Langston Hughes, says it best in this piece, as read by Danny Glover: "Let America Be America Again."
(In memory of George Carlin.)
It’s July 4th again, a day of near-compulsory flag-waving and nation-worshipping. Count me out.
Spare me the puerile parades.
Don’t play that martial music, white boy.
And don’t befoul nature’s sky with your F-16s.
You see, I don’t believe in patriotism.
It’s not that I’m anti-American, but I am anti-patriotic.