July 4th Musings

PHOTO: Mary van Balen “With all its faults, I am still grateful that I live in this country,” my daughter said as we shared breakfast. “I mean, when I wake up I might wonder how hot it is, or what I should wear when I go outside. I don’t wonder if, once I venture outside my house, if I will return safely. Or return at all. Literally.”

Justin, also visiting for the weekend agreed. “Thanks for Justice Roberts. And you likely won’t hear me say that again!” He laughed. Roberts’ unexpected “yes” vote kept Obama’s healthcare reform alive, and despite Republican posturing and promises to overturn the decision or repeal the healthcare act, they will not achieve their end through physical violence.

The USA has problems. Big ones. Our “coups” happen behind closed doors when politicians, lobbyists, or big money make changes in how things are done or even what things are done. Commitment to the common good has all but disappeared on the political scene. We spend obscene amounts of money on military budgets while programs addressing poverty, education, and healthcare are underfunded if funded at all. I continue to chip in my $5 here and there to the Obama campaign while giant PACs raise fortunes.

Still, my daughter has a point. That evening we pack up folding chairs and drive to the golf course where my oldest daughter will help set off the fireworks. I used to decry the money used for such civic displays across our country. Maybe it’s growing older. Maybe it’s getting to know the good folks who give days working with a modest parks and rec budget to put on the show. Maybe it’s wanting to believe in the possibility of change. Maybe it’s knowing that in the midst of “now” and “not yet,” Hope remains. Surely, enjoying the evening of camaraderie and the artistry of chemistry and physics exploding against the dark sky was good for the spirit.

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