Originally Posted by
Thorne
Apathy? About my country? I think not. But I'll answer your question.
To me the flag symbolizes:
a people who rose up against tyranny to establish a new nation, where ALL men (and women) could be free.
a divided people who fought, brother against brother in a horrid war, but who eventually managed to triumph and prove, once and for all that ALL people are free.
a nation which, not once but twice, sent her sons around the world to fight tyranny and oppression and help her allies and neighbors, sending millions of men into England, France, North Africa, Italy, much of the Pacific, and on and on, without even THINKING of conquering those nations for her own.
a nation which, though caught by surprise, managed to get into the space race and place men on the moon! On the MOON, people! An alien world, even though it is right next door, and ONLY Americans have planted their flag. And yet, we do NOT claim it for our own!
a nation which welcomed millions of immigrants to her shores, including my great-grandparents, and made free peoples of them all.
but now, she is a nation in trouble, beset by greedy politicians and corporations, whose very laws are being trampled and demolished by drug dealers and other criminals.
a nation on the brink of collapse due to the destruction of her education system, once among the best in the world.
a nation under attack, from without and within, trying to be defended by a people who are more afraid of giving offense than in doing what is right.
a nation which still, despite more than 200 years of trying, can't seem to understand that ALL people, regardless of race, creed, color, or sexual orientation, have the same rights!
That is what the flag symbolizes to me. Yet it is still only a piece of cloth, nothing more. Worth a few dollars in the local convenience store. It is a nation, a people, to whom I owe my allegiance, not a flag.