To preface, I don't hate America. I'm grateful to be living here.
BUT.
The Fourth of July is one of my least favorite national holidays. Reasons why:
1. Traffic.
I can never get where I would like.
2. Timing.
The middle of summer. Meaning it's exceptionally hot. No.
3. Pollution.
4. American Elitism.
Have you been to every other country? If not, I shouldn't hear you saying that America is the greatest country in the world today. It may be, it may not, but the combination of hot dogs, Britney Spears, and your personal presence does not make that statement true.
5. Reinforcement of American Stereotypes.
Statements like:
"Apple pie eating contests. There's nothing more American."
Translation: Overeating and competition: the two most American things I can think of.
"I just bought so many fireworks that I'm going to blow a hole in the ozone layer tonight."
Translation: Screw the environment! I get to blow things up and see bright, shiny lights!
"No country could ever top America! We are number one!"
Translation: I am completely ignorant as to the amount of money we currently owe China.
Which brings us to my personal favorite, number six.
6. Themed Clothing.
Rivaled only by St. Patrick's Day, the Fourth of July is known for its ridiculous get ups. If you ever happen to wake up one Fourth of July and forget what day it is, your problem will be remedied the moment you step into a public area and experience something similar to this:
Add some sass to your class,
Jenna
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