Rest in peace, progenitors.
Happy Fourth of July, to the new majority. I hear Bathhouse Tony will let you remove your masks if you’ve been poisoned and for only as long as it takes to pop the pills, swill the booze, and gorge on the fried whatever-it-is. Please consider the impact of your fireworks on the climate.
I bid the Posterity a solemn remembrance, a Day of Independence. Will we make our ancestors proud?
Stars ‘n Stripes Forever.