4th

Fourth of July. To me it's not much of a big deal, besides the current meaning of our country: a fanatical, fundamentalist corporate beast who actually use the term “Islamo-facists” for the other fundamentalist bigots they love to hate. I wonder if they also say “amish-wiskey” or “mexi-tater-tots”.
They set up “Free speech zones,” far from the action, behind fences. And of course “Gitmo,” the no-legal-representation camp in sunny Cuba.
I hope the current administration eventually gets to see prison. The news is coming out about just how much cheating was done in the last election. It was so obvious, I have no idea why the other guy didn't call foul. maybe he was in on the scam too.
Even back in the day, the fourth of July wasn't a freakin' picnic (pardon the pun). The revolution that spawned our nation was bankrolled by was bankrolled people who OWNED people, and were also employed in exterminating other people.
What a crock of bull puckey. I can only wonder what the planet would look like if the first illegal immigrants to this country had decided to “Go Native,” and get some ideas from the soon-to-be-poxed tribes who didn't have the best Homeland security.
I'm going to enjoy the day off, and try not to get shot off my tall bike by stray or aimed fireworks.I call it "SCUD NIGHT" I ride down the dark, smokey streets on tall bike and look at the array of unguided missles flying all over the place. Sometimes the kids see me approaching and it's a cue for them to aim at me and let Hong Kong's finest blow me into next Sunday, but kids with supervision usually stop and cheer!

Merry Fourth!