I am so tired today. I had to work, and wasn’t too enthusiastic about it. Then I spent the rest of the day at a friend’s house, watching movies and eating hot dogs and turkey burgers (still trying to avoid beef).
I don’t really have much to say right now, because I am so tired, but I did want to mark the occasion. I am, and will probably always be so, so grateful to be an American. To be here, being able to work, to drive (well, in theory; I have no license), to dress however I want, to associate with whomever I want (up to and including having sex with someone without worrying about having my clitoris hacked off or being honor killed), etc.
A couple of days ago I watched a movie called Bitter Harvest, which is about the Holodomor. Josef Stalin, leader of the Soviet Union, couldn’t get Ukraine under control, so what he did was completely cut off their food supply. Many people died of starvation. This wasn’t confirmed until after the fall of the Soviet Union. No matter how ridiculous the left gets, we haven’t gotten to that point yet, thank God.
So yes, I am immensely grateful to be an American, no matter what any snobby European has to say about it. God Bless the USA.