Memorial Day
Holiday weekend is over. Flags were flying, wieners and dogs consumed, weather was great and the neighbors stayed on their side of the fence. Happy times.
Now that I've had a chance to sit in my own crapulence to reflect, only 2 issues come to mind.
Number one. Why is it so difficult to find an American flag made in America? Even the flags sold by The American Flag Company sport the "made in China" tag. Granted, the tag blends in and the type is small, but doesn't it strike anyone else a bit odd that we display our colors courtesy of the Chinese?
Number two. I don't find anything interesting or poignant about country or western music (yes, I've included BOTH types of music). Just because you smoke and drink and shoot and clap on the 2 and 4 beat with pointy boots and toothless women doesn't make you patriotic. Throwing firecrackers at your dog and whoopin' and hollerin' in a dialect as foreign to me as a Klingon lullaby doesn't give you a foothold on being an example of being American. If you only know three major chords on the guitar and adorn your balding head with a greasy truck logo baseball cap that smells like dirty feet while wearing a Nascar inspired tee, get off the porch, pick up your trash and don't bother telling me how great this country is. I already know. Go make your money off of someone else with your business motivated anthems of denero pride disguised as a national salute.
Having stated that, please allow me to express my gratitude to all of those true patriots who have served our country with their hearts and real sacrifice, preserving our freedom, defending our ideals and giving us a land where we can celebrate diversity and can also poo poo whatever we want because our opinions do not have to be what someone else tells us. Nice. I honor you. Thank you.
Now that I've had a chance to sit in my own crapulence to reflect, only 2 issues come to mind.
Number one. Why is it so difficult to find an American flag made in America? Even the flags sold by The American Flag Company sport the "made in China" tag. Granted, the tag blends in and the type is small, but doesn't it strike anyone else a bit odd that we display our colors courtesy of the Chinese?
Number two. I don't find anything interesting or poignant about country or western music (yes, I've included BOTH types of music). Just because you smoke and drink and shoot and clap on the 2 and 4 beat with pointy boots and toothless women doesn't make you patriotic. Throwing firecrackers at your dog and whoopin' and hollerin' in a dialect as foreign to me as a Klingon lullaby doesn't give you a foothold on being an example of being American. If you only know three major chords on the guitar and adorn your balding head with a greasy truck logo baseball cap that smells like dirty feet while wearing a Nascar inspired tee, get off the porch, pick up your trash and don't bother telling me how great this country is. I already know. Go make your money off of someone else with your business motivated anthems of denero pride disguised as a national salute.
Having stated that, please allow me to express my gratitude to all of those true patriots who have served our country with their hearts and real sacrifice, preserving our freedom, defending our ideals and giving us a land where we can celebrate diversity and can also poo poo whatever we want because our opinions do not have to be what someone else tells us. Nice. I honor you. Thank you.
posted by RJK at
9:28 AM
3 Comments:
I would have to disagree with you regarding the country and western music. I thoroughly find the work of Johnny Cash, Gear Daddies, and Kelly Willis very interesting and entertaining. If you have time, check out each of these people/groups. I grew up listening to old school country because my dad told me the radio was broken and stuck on a certain station. ;-) After hating country for years because it was punk rawk, I gave a try to the above mentioned bands in the middles 90s and haven't been sorry.
Oh my. I did not intend to lessen the impact of the real deals. The Cash's, The Willie's (Boxcar and Nelson), Hank Williams (original strength-not Junior), Monroe, Flatts & Scruggs, Jr. Brown and such. I refer only to the posers of today, those jump on the money wagon indistinguishable from the next wannabes. Nice to differ though, ain't it? Yeeee Haw!
Mariachis Rule!!
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