Oh but ain't that America, for you and me
Ain't that America, we're something to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free, yeah...
- John Mellencamp
America is two hundred and thirty-nine years young today. As is the case with if not all of us then pretty damn close to all of us, its two hundred and thirty-nine years have included years that have been better than others. Every year includes moments that are unforgettable. Sometimes for an extraordinarily beautiful reason. Sometimes for a reason that is decidedly less so.
For generations, we the people of these United States have prided ourselves on our willingness to think big and then to do the work necessary to accomplish a goal that others might consider unattainable. In fact, writing checks with our mouths that our hands CAN cover has been a defining characteristic of Americans for at least two hundred and thirty-nine years.
A wise man once reminded his audience that, "In the end, nobody wins unless everybody wins." Food for thought on this, our Independence Day.
Indivisibility. It is a hell of a thing. Tricky to spell. Harder still to maintain. But maintain it we must.