BDS

Some of us are newly truly proud to be Americans today.
Those others of us are truly pleased -- and proud -- to be Americans every day; even when white guys are in charge; or even when guys we didn't vote for get elected; even when the other side cheats -- or tries to -- to assume the role of the mighty. Even when our guys lose we still know enough, are clear-headed enough to be Grateful-Americans year after year after year.
Some of us shed a tear at every inauguration. Not because of who won or who lost, nope; because of the sublime mystery of the blessings with which we've been endowed here in this nation.
Me? C'mon. Time to look at this pic again.
Life is sweet.
The man is our President.
And he's still looking good.
May the God, Gods, gods, goddesses and nongods of the “Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers” that President Obama invoked today (in that weird ahistorical formulation) guide him and preserve him and his wife and bless their beautiful family. Thank You, amen.
That's my poor prayer for the day.
And who knows, perhaps Bush Derangement Syndrome will go into remission for all the unhappy ungrateful unaware kooks -- both full-fledged and borderline kooks, er, BDS victims.
Even, or especially, those who are newly truly proud for a day at last. Better late than never.
You know who you are and which you are. Or ya oughtta take at least part of this day to figure it out.
Thank heavens some days pride is a virtue, ain't it.
Now move on, willya?
Gotta quote Sylvia today. The mother-in-law ain't wrong:
Every day is the Fouth of July for me.

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PS Ashton Doucher: Reminder to liberal celebutards: It's time to set your Fluctuating Patriotism Clock from "Hate America" to "Love America" on Jan. 20th. Remember, it's "Springsteen Ahead - Falwell Behind."
Thanks Andrew. I mean it.
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