When we were kids we used the ditty 'enie, menie, minie, moe', you know the rest. My mother called Hershey kisses '* tits'. No one ever put two and two together. There was us, and them.

Go forward and we are all supposed to not notice. Doesn't really work but we pretend. I suppose we should pretend to not notice, but it doesn't work like that. Then I went to one of the countries we resent being taken from. All I can say, I do not want to go back there. I came home and I hugged one of them.

I got my flag, I got my lawn chair, I got my shirt. I am going to the parade, I am going to the fireworks, I am going to sing the Star Spangled Banner, and I am going to the game.

Ain't it great to be an American.