Today is Flag Day. I mention this because it’s a virtually unforgotten holiday.
Most workers don’t get the day off and it has not been shifted around to provide yet another of the three-day weekends that are the bones tossed to the masses hoping to keep the declining percentage of the population still interested in working maintaining that tendency.
The holiday commemorates the adoption of the U.S. Flag way back in 1777, a time when men were men and women were women and there were not thousands of madeup genders in between.
Traditional celebration of Flag Day involves displaying the Stars and Stripes.
The American Flag is on display at the front of my house, as it is on most days, holidays or not.
A quick visual scan of the street showed a total of four American Flags flying today, clustered in a knot of seven houses near the middle of the block.
Beyond that, it was just the usual potpourri of political statement (a pride flag) and decorative banners flown simply to dress up a house’s external appearance.
As a young man, the numbers I saw would have been much greater in terms of houses displaying American Flags.
This is a metaphor for the ennui that grips our divided nation even as Clueless Joe is in Europe wandering aimlessly away from his peers at a ceremonial display and having to be reined in by other political leaders much in the way parents steer toddlers away from trouble in public settings.
Patriotism, particularly that born of knowledge of the nation’s history, is all but dead. School children are taught a leftist stew of guilt, blame and disdain for such formerly basic principles as religion, family and critical thinking.
Just the other day, a story was reported that our friends up north in Canada are making tentative plans of how to deal with the disruption that would follow the outbreak of a Civil War in these United States.
Maybe their flaming liberal dress-up leader could alternate public appearances wearing uniforms of the opposing sides just as he has been photographed in the past clad in the garb of Arabs or Indians, the former including brownface makeup.
This would be as helpful as most of his decisions. Trudeau is Clueless Joe, without the excuse of slipping mental faculty to explain his bizarre actions.
Regardless, celebrate the remainder of this holiday, and consider just how much worse things might be when next the holiday rolls around – presumably if it is allowed to be celebrated in 2024.
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