States and Nations don’t exist as such. There are only people. Sets of people living in certain areas, having certain allegiances. Nations won’t change their national policies unless and until people change their private policies. All governments, even Hitler’s, even Stalin’s, even Mussolini’s, are representative. To-day’s national behaviour — large-scale projection of today’s individual behaviour. Or rather, to be more accurate, a large-scale projection of the individual’s secret wishes and intentions. For we should all like to behave a good deal worse than our conscience and respect for public opinion allow. One of the great attractions of patriotism — it fulfils our worst wishes. In the person of our nation we are able, vicariously, to bully and cheat. Bully and cheat, what ’s more, with a feeling that we ’re profoundly virtuous. Sweet and decorous to murder, lie, torture for the sake of the fatherland.
–Aldous Huxley, The Diary of Anthony Beavis / Eyeless in Gaza (1936)
Fourth of July 2025.
There you go– that’s my acknowledgement of the day. No parade. No blindly patriotic songs playing. No fireworks. No flag waving.
The flags above are from a big box of old damaged and dirty flags I have picked up at our local cemetery over the decades. I have hundreds of these old cheap flags. I don’t know why but I do. I think they say more than the grandest giant flag billowing over a car dealership or in some saccharine AI photo with purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain.
Maybe that’s just me.
Okay. I am getting out of here quickly today before I say something I might regret. Here’s a song that I think says more about this country than the most chest pounding, flag waving, patriotic nonsense. It is about the hope that we maintain for a better life as well about the way that hopes are quashed. It is both sad and gloriously hopeful. What can be more American than that? This Tracy Chapman and her Fast Car for this fourth of july.


