Today always makes me feel kinda guilty... I celebrate, but am not proud of, the country. America definitely is beautiful and I hold so much value to the little freedom I have, but have never been by any means patriotic enough to buy the flag on a t-shirt or give the thumbs up to Mr. George W. can you blame me?
It was the worst right after the tragedy of our Twin Towers... It was a very sad event but the patriotism it inspired for the following five years made me a little sick. I don't think that all of this should have come out of that piece of terrorism, and our responses have left us barely able to afford gas, laying off every employee, and leaving little hope for our college graduates. It makes me afraid, not proud. So when our country's day rolls around I have fun with the BBQs and Fireworks but am left with these dwelling worries.
God Bless the U.S.A.
On a lighter note, with the weekend off I am heading to Mankato for the 4th to celebrate with some loves :) Expect some stories.
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