Independence Day… the great american holiday. Unlike a lot of my peers, I don’t have any tongue in cheek vitriol to offer up, or any sarcastic, mocking remarks. Not today anyways. Not at this particular moment. There are some pretty warped pieces of our system, our government, and we like our imported products, our consumerist holidays… but so what? Show me a system that’s perfect and maybe the way I see things will change, but you won’t because you can’t. Because it doesn’t exist.
I’ve talked before about how the fundamental American ideas are pretty true to human nature, how capitalism is just a less violent version of honest dog-eat dog mentality, with the added benefit of being able to move up or down on the socio-economic ladder. About how it acknowledges dynamics that are always in play, with or without all the denials of socialist or communist approaches of government… and that it’s better to be aware of our nature, embrace it, elevate it, than it is to pretend like we’re beyond or apart from it.
Fighting our instincts and our feelings will, at its most effective, only tame us.
It’ll allow us to get lethargic, sluggish, and stagnant.
That’s about it, and that’s not what I want. That life, liberty, and so on… is all pitted against the entropic slide of decay… that’s a big part of why I believe in America. Hell, the constitution even makes provisions for overthrowing our own government, should the need arise. 2nd Amendment rights weren’t just intended for some ambiguous right to own guns, they were (and are) a fail safe, just in case our own government becomes as much of a problem for us as the English government we went to war with before we became the U.S.A.
So when the 4th of July rolls around each year I tend to think of all that, I sport red, white, and blue on my clothes, and sometimes I go out and party. I like this holiday. I like what it represents. I like it because it’s something where both the parties and all the political prefixes take a backseat to us being Americans. That’s the way it always is for me, and for a day everyone else is an American too, plain and simple. Sure, a lot of folks don’t take it to seriously, but to be honest… that in and of itself isn’t a bad thing. They’re free to indulge, and this day is a celebratory one. Why not get trashed, barbecue, and blow shit up?
That’s the bottom line I guess. For all the thoughts churning around this holiday for me, for all the seriousness my tone my seem to have, this is what’s so great about it all. It’s okay not to take it seriously (in fact I might even go as far as to encourage it on some level). Look down your nose at that if you want, I know I do sometimes, but that’s part of the beauty of it. Ultimately, we’re just as free to fail, to crash and burn, as we are to flourish. It’s entirely up to us. As individuals.