Ah, the Fourth of July! A time for fireworks, barbecues, and apparently, pontifications from those who think they are the guardians of social justice, but really are more like disapproving guests at your average backyard bash. The holiday has become yet another battleground for virtue signaling. Take, for instance, a video stirring up the progressive tempest-in-a-teacup over a Trump supporter attending a Fourth of July celebration. Heaven forbid someone pollute the progressive air with diverse political opinions. Picture this: a brave, lone Trumpite daring to enjoy some grilled burgers while the rest of the party fumes over their so-called complicity in fascism. It’s the sort of scenario where eye rolls become a patriotic duty.
Not to be outdone, the holiday also invites cries of historical injustice, as self-proclaimed saviors of humanity remind everyone that America’s founding wasn’t perfect. Basically, the Fourth is an annual trigger warning that the freedoms celebrated somehow didn’t cater to every single person’s ancestry utterly equally. How sweet of these warriors to suggest we reflect on what we owe to someone else for our cookout comfort. The mindset seems to believe that we should spend the weekend feeling guilty for things we aren’t even sure we did wrong. Meanwhile, a considerable portion of Americans would instead focus on, you know, loving the country and enjoying the present.
Across the digital universe, TikTokers and their taped tirades rage on, failing to fathom the complexity of policies aimed at curbing illegal immigration. Exhibit A: the outrage over the hefty funding boost for ICE, which the mainstream media has labeled as some kind of dystopian nightmare. But, look, if stopping illegal immigration means letting alligators have a nibble before border crossers are sent back, might we suggest that future crossings may drop faster than CNN’s ratings?
Oh, but the mess doesn’t end at ill-advised metaphors. The progressive tsunami has hit San Diego, too, leaving America’s beaches draped in pollution alerts and ruins of bad policy. It seems that while some folks south of the border are sending their sewage out to sea, America got caught in the current of consequences—literally. How infuriating to find who the real polluters are as beaches close, and where’s the outrage for that, one wonders?
Lastly, leave it to the eccentric genius Elon Musk to mull over creating the aptly-titled ‘American Party’ all because President Trump’s massive patriotic bill gives him chilly vibes. Musk tends to announce new ventures with the same ease as he changes his Twitter policies, jumping ship faster than a flip-flop on a hot pavement. Touted as the grand splintering of votes that might trick unsuspecting souls into inadvertently helping the very side they abhor, one must await Musk’s next move—likely nestled among his many other abandoned ideas.
Eventually, sanity might grip those caught in the whirlwind of progressive hyperbole, and until then, here’s hoping America keeps its colors flying freely, even if they do get tangled in the most curious political winds.
