Other than wearing a sandwich board that says, “THIS IS A CONSTRUCTIVE USE OF MY ANGER” and parading around the Wal-mart parking lot, I do not have any plans for the 4th of July weekend.
I can only really conceptualize the 4th of July holiday in the most abstract frame, like imagining I have an extra thumb on my left hand. I have altered my working hours to include Sunday to Saturday 6:00 A:M to 5:59 A:M so if anything I feel a pang of disappointment that I will not be able to get much done over the weekend because everyone else will be taking time off like a bunch of Europeans.
I can’t really imagine celebrating freedom until January 20, 2009 when we find out if we actually are free, or if we have been acclimating to a totalitarian state. I mean, I like potato salad as much as you, but it is no reason to celebrate by itself.
Actually, what I’m really thinking of is driving to Santos and riding until my legs fall off.