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July 4, 2026July 4, 2026

Patriotism Disagreeable

New York’s Fourth of July Centennial 1876 in front of Madison Square. No Taylor Swift but lots of fireworks. From alamy.

We long for that perfect Fourth of July. Perhaps there was some festival, some county fair, some town picnic you went to as a kid, and you can still remember the crispness of the coating on the corn dog or the smell of the kettle corn.

2015 Capital Fourth with a proper crowd, listening to rollicking music.

The enthusiasm of the band, banging out some Sousa with gusto or even some toe-tapping rock ‘n’ roll, the dusk dropping slowly, sky melting into fireworks which, as a kid, were bright and loud and wondrous. If you were born before 1970, you might even wax nostalgic for the tall ships that glided with so much grandeur and grace into New York Harbor. Even just 11 years ago, the Capital Fourth was mobbed with people of these diverse United States, welcomed to eat the overpriced snow cones in humid Washington and spread out on the National Mall to listen to cannons go off in the “1812 Overture” and whisper to each other, “that’s not about the War of 1812, y’know.”

Oh, the nostalgia of the corn dogs and our tall ships.

The Operation Sail parade in New York Harbor, 7/4/76. JOYCE NALTCHAYAN/AFP/Getty Images

It doesn’t feel terribly celebratory right now, as divisive as things are, with our 250th birthday hijacked in D.C. to score political points and to suck up taxpayer money to line someone else’s pocket. The Freedom250 festival in Washington has been a giant bust, but even if people had showed up, the fenced-off, algae-filled Lincoln pool and constant National Guard patrols would probably have turned them away. I keep thinking it’s like a teenager planning a 16th birthday bash (or quincenera or high school graduation, whatever) for years, only to find mom married a skeezy stepdad who gives out creepy looks and crashes the party drunk and ruins everything, man! We only had one shot at this party, and it’s been screwed up.

NYT photo shared last week of the Great American State Fair on the national mall. Sparse crowds led Fox news to stop their planned on site filming even before the weekend.

But the idea of a glorious Fourth has often been more imaginary than actual. What we’ve been also really good at is glorious protest. For 250 years, people have used the day to point out that the promise of liberty has not always been delivered. In that, 2026 fits right in, and you may find yourself feeling a little proud, by the end of this, to carry on a tradition of disagreeing with policy. It’s flippin’ patriotic!

June 14, 2026June 15, 2026

The Supernatural Power of Bits of Cloth

Happy US Flag Day!

This was probably the first flag flown in North America.

It’s the hrafnsmerki, the raven flag of Leif Ericsson, who landed in Newfoundland around 1000 C.E. He didn’t take any selfies of it when he landed here, in the New World, but it was in general use back in Viking-land, so it’s generally thought to be his flag.

Thus, we kick off Flag Day. I’m not going to talk about “fake news” Betsy Ross much. I pledge allegiance to my blog specifically to NOT SHOW the one that we’ve all grown up thinking was the first flag. I know it makes our nostalgic hearts go pitter patter because flags have a way of doing that, but it was probably first flown outside her tourist attraction home in 1870. Meanwhile, let’s discuss some actual American flag history.

We get all worked up about these symbolic bits of cloth. Perhaps because we have separated church and state (in theory) in the U.S., we had to substitute other sacred objects as stand-ins. You know how this works. As irritated as we get at our governmental leaders and their faux patriotism, our hearts beat faster when we see Old Glory, that familiar 50-state Stars and Stripes, carried into an Olympic stadium or even plastered on a souvenir hat in Mazatlan. That’s my flag! My identity!

What were the precise set of circumstances that created that flag out of the first flags? And why June 14?

O Say Can You See Our Totem?

The raven flag, used by the Vikings on their ships, in their battles, and stamped on their coins, was meant to symbolize Odin. Odin had two ravens: Thought and Memory. They represented intelligence and wisdom, and because they were seen after battles, they were considered good omens associated with victory in war. To fly the raven was to invoke the gods and to accept that your group was divinely inspired.

May 22, 2026May 23, 2026

Decoration Days

The tradition of roses and the military go back 2000 years to the Romans. Annually, the Memorial Day Flowers Foundation hands out over 120,000 roses and carnations in Arlington National Cemetery (U.S. Army photo by Rachel Larue)

This coming weekend is Memorial Day weekend, officially an observance to honor fallen soldiers but unofficially the beginning of the summer. We have Congress in 1968 to thank for creating the Uniform Holiday Act, which turned many of our solemn, meaningful observances into convenient three-day weekends, perfect for getaways full of clogged traffic leaving town and home improvement projects that I don’t have enough time to finish because I didn’t start until Monday. On the other hand, the garage could use a spruce up…

I’ve never been able to warm up to Memorial Day, and trying to put my finger on it, I think it’s because of the hypocrisy. To the extent that there’s a typical saying besides “Hot Dogs Half OFF!” or “Beach is Open” or “Maybe there’s a frontage road around this mess…,” the speeches come from politicians determined to shape the idea of sacrifice into a battering ram to justify more use of force. It doesn’t help that every single American war in my lifetime has been about the elite in the US sending the have-not soldiers into places we should not be, but of course that’s not the fault of those in uniform, thank you for your service. (Don’t get me wrong; I would rather have a military than the alternative.) It just too often makes me think of those Jackson Browne lyrics:

I want to know who the men in the shadows are,
I want to hear someone asking them why,
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they’re never the ones to fight and to die…
Jackson Browne “Lives in the Balance”

Still, perhaps in penance for not sufficiently appreciating the sacrifice because of politicians’ crocodile tears, I can offer up a little historical journey. Not why America created Memorial Day because all those bot-churned quasi-stories will trace it to the Civil War. Instead, my question is was putting flowers on military graves always a thing? How did other, older cultures used to celebrate their dead? We’re one of the few cultures that only observes this for one day and restricts it to people in the military.

Meanwhile lots of other cultures, historically, set aside time to remember those who passed before us, especially family members.