I fear this message will find much resistance.
You of the red, white, and blue. Of the free and the brave. Of the purple mountain’s majesty.
I’m just like you, born of Lady Liberty, weaned on a mother’s milk of revolution and independence, all tied up with a Fourth of July bow. I can’t run away from who and what I am, even if I wanted to.
And I don’t.
Right now I may reside outside the confines of the Nifty Fifty, but I’m still one of you. American parts. American made. I still care—deeply—about what happens in yon Motherland. I yearn to see the rollout of USA: Full Potential…and I still believe it’s there, buried under all the rhetoric and White noise.
There are a LOT of you I don’t agree with…
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