The bombs bursting in air, as we, humble in prayer, maim throughout the night, for our foe would not dare- The Anthem of Americanism
No day feels more uncomfortable that the 4 July. The only day in which Americans use proper style dating is a celebration of the rotten elements.
It has been said that if or when fascism comes to the United States, it shall be called Americanism. I have reached a different conclusion. Why call it Americanism when one can simply call it patriotism? It is your patriotic duty to stop un-patriotic persons (or terrorists) in their tracks, for the safety of Freedom; for America!
One may readily imagine, as I do, that underneath the burst of colourful fireworks, there accompanies them a burst of loaded firearms, murdering 'enemies of Freedom'. And as patriotic speeches are given, celebrating the glories of an 'Empire of Freedom', no one notices that their neighbours have mysteriously disappeared, as they were too preoccupied with patriotism. Neither do they make anything of the strange men roaming the park, as if to locate something, they are patriots dreßed in Red, White, and Blue.
The soldiers being mobilised to march in the streets ('The Streets are Free', after all), the maß-media repeating the same patriotic talking point pedestals, the politicians making circuses out of it in lieu of bread. It all makes me ill to think that this is the modern Time. What hell!
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