There’s no holiday that makes me more conflicted than the Fourth of July. Fan of history, geography and flags I knew how to sing the Splanged banner by 9 and wanted to join it’s Navy by 12. Just as today, by virtue of aspirations to its ideals: Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, I felt American. Native of a nation so divided there’s no forseen political solution to its aches, my idolatry of America was the antidote to my homeland’s fate.
Can we inhibit ourselves first in the greatness