July 4
They signed some pretty papers 250 years ago, give or take a day or two.
Wonderful prose, wonderful thoughts
But it was all whistling-in-the-dark until 1781 at Yorktown or 1783 at Paris when “the united States of America” truly came into existence.
Until then, the “American Revolution” was a treasonous insurrection, now subject to 18USC Ch 115, §2383: “Whoever incites, sets on foot, assists, or engages in any rebellion or insurrection against the authority of the United States or the laws thereof, or gives aid or comfort thereto, shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ten years, or both; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.” – then subject to hanging (see “Nathan Hale”)
Happy Independence Day!
Just heard that apparently someone donated $100k for a fireworks show this year in a nearby small town.
Supposed to be sunny, warm, and clear this evening.
The second death blow to the Confederacy landed the day after the Gettysburg debacle when Grant took Vicksburg, opening the Mississippi River to the Yankees.
“Summer In The City” was released by the Lovin Spoonful
Thomas Jefferson and John Adams die this date in 1826
The French cursed us with the Statue of Liberty in 1886
I would love it if this day reignited our passion to make America Great again. We have to untangle ourselves from serving the interests of other countries and get back to taking care of our homeland.
The host has been infected by an egregious cancer to the extent that recovery is not possible and only hospice from here on out.
If the cancer can be excised there could be a chance but that would mean half or more of the host would have to be removed and even then survivability is questionable.
It’s just a matter of time now, so make the days going forward your best days as you can.
Wish I had something more uplifting to write on this subject but fiction is not my thing.
Anyway, this (below) is what is going on around here. About 1.5 miles east of here. We can hear the hullabaloo from our front porch. Yes, it gets THAT loud. So at about 7pm my legendary burgers and dawgz and split russetts will be peeled up off that grill and they will be accompanied by a 12pk of PBR and a couple bottles of Fireball. If you’re near the ghost compound stop in for a bite, a slug, and some hearty yappin. Might be some loud assed guitar playin’ too. After dark I’ll light up the .223 and .348.