Fire Works

So it’s the fourth of July. Independence Day. Here in the U.S. this is about as macho a holiday as we have. We’re not only celebrating winning a war, we’re celebrating with flaming barbecues and all kinds of fancy explosives.

So I asked God if all the testosterone fueled excess of the day worried her. I asked her if she wished we’d overcome our primitive natures and find more cerebral, or at least more calm, ways to enjoy ourselves.

She just said that any excuse for fireworks was pretty much all right with her. And besides, she told me, it would be a great disappointment to the archangel Michael if we stopped. He always likes to whip out his flaming sword and find some place to join in.

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