Fireworks, while being a good substitute for actual bombs and missles and the rocket’s red glare, are loud, seem freakin dangerous as hell and are super boring after like the 5th one. As Aimee Mann said, ‘as they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky.’ They even backlight you terribly when taking a selfie so you have to filter the crap outta the photo and make it artsy and weird to make it interesting.
I love what they represent tho. Our independence from the tyrannical rule of England on July 4, 1776. I love a free America. I love the strange wonderful cowboy breed of human being that is an American. We’re all going thru it these days no matter what your politics are, and I feel for all of us. Happy 242nd (is this right?) birthday, America. Enough with the boring fireworks already. Can’t we just watch a few episodes of ‘catastrophe’ together instead.