Patriotic musings.

Currently playing: B.O.B. and Hayley Williams - Airplanes

Today is the 4th of July. A day unremarkable to anyone outside America. Today is the day that a small group of men declared that they would not put up with unreasonable taxes and injustice in their native Britain and seceeded to form the United States of America. Today this fact will be celebrated with a feast of BBQs and fireworks. With the stars and stripes being heralded from every corner and red, white and blue being the theme of the day. I view all this from afar and I think;
"What the crap, Britain?!"
If a nation such as this, one which has launched wars, imprisoned unjustly and become a beacon for intolerance in some areas can still rise up and be proud of themselves. Proud of their heraldry. Proud of every smudge and tear in that sheet of defiance. The singular sheet of vellum which is the symbol of all that their country can achieve in such a short time, why the hell can't we?
Why can't we rise to support our government? We elected them. Why can't we support our teams? They represent us. Why can't we clean up our streets and make a return to what made our nation great? Pride. We have a beautiful country here. From the mountains and lochs of the Scottish highlands, to the towering cliffs which make England strong, to the soft green bosom of the Welsh hills, over the sea to the astounding earthworks of Northern Ireland we have here a beautiful country. We have achieved so much in terms of invention, productivity, art and culture, music, technology, diplomatic relations and steely determination.
Once our nation was great. Now it is reduced to grovelling at the feet of those stronger. We have become a nation of brown-nosed, slack jawed, spineless cowards afraid to stand up to the schoolyard bully.
Have some pride, Britain. We can still kick arse.