I used to love the 4th of July. Right up there with Halloween and Christmas in my book. Now I am wondering what exactly we are celebrating.
Independence from the oppressive English was a long time ago, yet our freedom was hard fought for; paid for with blood and broken families and uncountable tears ...
And here we are, a mere few hundred years later, blindly walking into oppression, loss of personal freedoms, a government that spies on its own people and uses governmental agencies to punish those it sees as “enemies.”
So what are we celebrating?
Unmanned drones? Executions without due process? The abrogation of our constitutional rights? Legislation by emotion and knee-jerk reactions and special interest groups?
United we were ...
Divided we are ...
Wholesale loss of freedoms for the illusion of security. A nanny state that honestly believes we as a people are too stupid to do for ourselves ... So they must do for us, and be our perpetual parents in order to protect us from ourselves.
Happy Independence Day ... To a nation rapidly becoming dependent upon elected officials to tell us what is best for us and to provide for us and to ultimately enslave us.
I’m not much in a celebratory mood. Think I’ll go clean my toilet and then head over to some friend’s house, share a beer ... And try to forget what we are supposed to be celebrating.