I'll have the American flag flying outside my house this holiday weekend. It's not a statement of my patriotism so much as a view of summer as a time when all of those fun, all-American activities take place: baseball, competitive hot dog eating, and parades. It's the perfect time to let Old Glory fly.
So when summer rolls around I probably feel a bit more patriotic than I might at other times of the year. Rubbing elbows with the chubby guy in star-spangled suspenders and Uncle Sam top hat on July 4 has to make you proud to be an American, right? I wished more people thought so. (more...)