Dreaming of Canada on the 4th of July

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July 3, 2018 by Julia

Happy 4th of July, and all that, blah blah blah. I had no idea until this year that Canada Day (July 1) was so close to our Independence Day. It feels like they’re rubbing salt in our wounds at this point. “Nanny-nanny-boo-boo!” they say over the border, because that’s about as mean as Canadians get.

I wish I lived where people were mostly nice.

I do understand better now why people don’t just up and leave crappy countries whenever possible. To be clear, I am referring to my country, THE U! S! of A!, as the crappy country that I wouldn’t mind leaving. So why don’t we leave? Well, friendships, family and my husband’s career. But I feel hardly any loyalty to my country anymore. I feel love for our state and national parks, for the natural unspoiled beauty that still exists. I feel love for our diversity and openness of spirit. But my two favorite things about my country have been under fire lately, and I am tired.

So, screw it. All y’all who think the flag matters more than human lives can take your flag and your guns and your walls and your crying toddlers without their parents and have a big ol’ party. You want to make a meme about me leaving? Go ahead. I’ll frame it. Hoo-boy. Oh say can you see?!? That we-eeeeee suck! We suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. We suck. We suck, we suck, we suck.

But that’s boring. No need to rehash all the ways, here. We’re all familiar.

I wonder what the opposite of wearing red-white-and-blue on the 4th of July is. Should I wear all black? An orange jumpsuit? A handmaiden costume? A picture of Colin Kaepernik kneeling? (Oh man, I wish I had that shirt, now. I would love to wear him kneeling.) Decent, passionate, intelligent people like him almost make me want to stay and fight for my country. Almost.

Just kidding. I’m not going anywhere. But…Canada calls to me, more than ever. Can you imagine living in a place of peace, common sense and friendliness? Where it never gets too hot, and school shootings don’t happen, and the leader is not the anti-Christ?

No wrapping things up with a nice little red, white and blue bow this year. I’ll still enjoy the family time, don’t get me wrong. I’m not even upset. I’m just not inspired by the United States of America. I’m the opposite of inspired. I’m bitter/tired/dreaming of Canada.

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Canada map for Boundless Magazine – Sara Mulvanny

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6 thoughts on “Dreaming of Canada on the 4th of July

  1. Lisa Thurston says:

    Hi Julie…I am not one to leave too many comments but this one just made my heart hurt. I am sorry you feel this way. It is the freedom of America that allows us to even express such views. We have so much to be thankful for. America is not perfect. But, it is a beacon of freedom in the world. I fear you may be very much trapped in an echo chamber. The joy underneath comes strongest from finding the good and having a thankful heart. If we fixate on the imperfect and equate it with true evil, we will always be joyless.

  2. Julia says:

    Hi Aunt Lisa. I do feel shame about posting such unpatriotic sentiments on our most American holiday. This post makes my heart hurt, too, for lots of reasons: I hate to be such a Debbie Downer. I don’t believe that sharing these sentiments are especially helpful, and they may even widen the toxic political divide. Most of all, I feel vulnerable sharing such unpopular feelings when most of us, even us liberals, would rather just focus on all the things we love about our country, and do what we’re expected to do on the 4th. I agree with you that we have a lot to be thankful for, and that we are more free than many other countries. I too think we must search for the good, and maybe I was wrong to post this. My wrongness is entirely possible, and I am sorry if I hurt or offend anyone, or detract from their holiday. I woke with a feeling of dread about this, this morning.

    But I am authentic to a fault, even when it seems to serve no greater purpose, and maybe my belief in being truthful will always win over my impulse to make peace, if that peace feels inauthentic to to me. I resent the fact that if I were famous, and I aired these unpatriotic sentiments in a wider public forum, our president would take time the time to personally attack me. That does not represent American freedom or values to me, and I do not feel free under such a president. I realize that I am basically still free, but just as the flag is a symbol, our president serves as a symbol of so many anti-American values that I have trouble pretending otherwise. So, I exercise my democratic right to make public my unpopular views – as an act of truer patriotism than waving a flag.

    And I am willing to suffer for it, and I do, and I am sorry if I make others suffer alongside me. I do love my country, obviously, which is why I even bother to write about it.

    • Lisa Thurston says:

      Blessings to you, Julie. I hope you and your family had a good holiday. We did here. It is a tricky time. There are so many people I love and respect who have differing views on these and other matters. I think we all misunderstand each others thoughts and motivations at times. We need God’s grace to not assume the worst of those who disagree. I don’t know what the future holds for this divide, but we can hope and pray that our love for America will be the bond that always holds us together. Much love…Lisa

      • Julia says:

        Thank you, Lisa! I completely agree with you. I’m sure most of us want basically the same things for America, we just believe in different ways of accomplishing those things. I’m sure that social media has a big part in stirring up conflict and hatred between the political parties. We did have a wonderful time with family, which I am grateful for. I miss you all, too, and hope I can make it out there with Dad sometime soon. Love, Julie

  3. Kevin Thurston says:

    Canadians can get a lot meaner than Nanny-nanny boo-boo. Try Shatner stealing Mexico touchers:

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