My 4th of July Manifesto
Today I will not celebrate my country. I will weep for it.
We look at countries in Africa or Latin America and declare them corrupt. Why, we ask, can they not keep their governments in order? And now countries around the world look at us. And declare our government corrupt. Why can we not keep our government in order?
How have we reached new levels of lying and cronyism? Ridiculous heights of unchecked power? Unaccountability? Money driving legislation and elections? Recklessness?
I walked around the Wisconsin State Capitol yesterday, over the body outlines chalked on the sidewalk. With names and dates. Of people from my state who died in Iraq. Dead.
I’m not going to miss the fireworks. I’ve hated them ever since I was a little girl. They’ve scared the shit out of me. Isn’t that what they’re supposed to do though? Simulate bombs?
Today I will not celebrate my country. I will weep for it. It has gone too far. And gone on too long. And I am saturated with rage.