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231 years. You rock, my country and my countryfolk! Black, white, red, yellow, purple, atheist, Christian, Buddhist, Muslim, Hindu, Decline-do-state, European, Asian, African, Indigenous-for-the-past-20,000-years-American. Even the Bingster.
If you support this country, I support you.
I can't do any better than to link to this post.
And to repost the picture:
AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!
My people, I love you. Now carry on.
UPDATE: I just had to post this in the extended entry:
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
�As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal�;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free;
[originally �let us die to make men free]
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
"So this Jefferson dude was like, 'Look, the reason we left this England place is 'cause it was so bogus. So if we don't get some primo rules ourselves - pronto - then we're just gonna be bogus, too."
- Jeff Spiccoli (played by Sean Penn), Fast Times at Ridgemont High
(More reasons for the season blogged here.)
Posted by: Alan K. Henderson, civility coach for Ann Coulter and Bill Maher at July 4, 2007 06:13 AMHave a great 4th everyone!!!!
Posted by: Val Prieto, Assimilation Director, United States of America at July 4, 2007 07:25 AMHappy 4th to you all!!!
Posted by: Uzz at July 4, 2007 12:04 PMHappy to you Ken!
But I can't believe you posted the commie pc lyrics to the battle Hymn; let us 'live' to make them free my ass.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at July 5, 2007 06:33 AMI didn't notice that. Thanks for pointing it out.
Of course, Gen. Patton had some opinions on that score, too.
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at July 5, 2007 06:59 AMhehe. i have a fight on this every year with the choir director at church. he always wants us to sing the 'live' line and i always sing the correct 'die' with a little extra emphasis.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at July 5, 2007 07:46 AMBingley, you magnificent bastard!
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at July 5, 2007 07:49 AMSomehow i don't think baby jeebus cries when i do.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at July 5, 2007 09:02 AMSend that picture to Howard Zinn.
Posted by: Ken at July 6, 2007 07:08 AM
