Posts Tagged ‘independence day’

un-American activities

July 3, 2010

Oh beautiful for spacious skies…

Have you heard about the mural that was painted over in California?  Not only did I find the article disturbing but the comments afterwards made a lot of good points about the sad state our government is in.

I live in a foreign country now, and while Canada is not that much of a stretch, it never ceases to amaze me how much I DO know about the U.S. when having a discussion with the kids… things that I take for granted.  Things that an outsider does not know.

For example: the fam was having dinner the other night when we started talking about our national anthems (Canada and the United States) and their origins.  The kids were comparing Oh! Canada and its melodious content to The Star Spangled Banner.  I have to admit, when I hear Oh! Canada it brings a lump to my throat because it is a beautiful song.  To make a case for The Star Spangled Banner  I would have to delve way back into a part of my brain that hadn’t been tapped in a while.

Francis Scott Key was being held by the British in a ship off the coast of Fort McHenry during the War of 1812.  As the cannons blasted on into the night, Key watched from the deck to see if the American forces would prevail.  As the smoke cleared, the American flag remained!  Later, Francis Scott Key penned the words that would become our national anthem. 

Oh!  say can you see

by the dawns early light

what so proudly we hailed

at the twilights last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars

through the perilous fight

o’er the ramparts we watched

were so gallantly streaming!

And the rockets red glare

the bombs bursting in air

gave proof through the night

that our flag was still there!

Oh! say does that star spangled

banner yet wave

o’er the land of the free

and the home of the brave?

 (the flag that inspires…)

The symbolism of the American flag is not a graffiti object.  Whether it be hoisted up on a pole, displayed from a front porch, carried in a parade, worn as a uniform/article of clothing or painted on the concrete embankment of a state-owned highway, it is the representation of a people united against tyranny.  We were not granted our freedoms by some foreign dignitary’s masterful stroke of a pen.  WE TOOK OUR LIBERTIES BY FORCE!  They were not handed down to us or granted as if by favor.   

I sometimes forget where I came from.  I sometimes forget the history of my native land.  I hurt inside when I hear disparaging generalities hurled at the people I grew up with and the heroes I cheered for.  Still, I can forgive the outsiders, because they know no better.  They do not know my home as I do.

But when representatives and employees of the very government that protects them fails to show proper respect to the American heritage and the republic for which it stands I just gotta say…

shame on them.