Hey America, I don't think that word means what you think it means…

This morning, over at Smirking Chimp, something legendary has happened. Blogger Jim Wright, retired USN and sometimes military consultant, cracks off perhaps the most pointed, unrelenting rant on those who pretend to love America that I have ever read. Here’s just a small snippet:

What I really wanted to ask is this: Proud American? Really? What is it exactly that you’re proud of? You say you love your country? You say you love the United States? Really? Which part? What is it that you love about it? Specifically, what exactly do you love about America?

Because, see, so far as I can tell, people like you seem to hate just about everything that makes the United States what it is.

You hate the President, you call him a Nazi and a socialist and communist and an enemy of America. You’re embarrassed by him. You hate his big jug ears and his oh so white smile and his funny alien name. You hate his politics and his elitist education and his religion and his agenda and the way he speaks. You hate his wife and you hate his kids. Now, to be fair, you hated the last president too and in fact you’ve got a beef with damned near every president except for Good Ole George Washington and maybe Ronald Reagan. You couldn’t stand Carter or that pig, Clinton, Nixon was a crook, Johnson got us into Vietnam and the best thing that Kennedy ever did was to take a ride in that convertible – too bad he didn’t invite little brother Ted along. You hate the president all the way back to FDR. Hell, you even hate Teddy Roosevelt because he was nothing but a goddamned anti-American Progressive – you know that’s true because Glenn Beck told you so (and don’t you hate it when people accuse you of getting your ideas from him? Like you can’t decide who to hate all by yourself).

Go read the rest. You really, really owe it to yourself.

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  1. I maintain that most white Americans don’t identify with the USA anymore. It’s become too diverse: black president, looming Latino majority, etc. They identify more with community, if that; church; sports team; family. That’s about it.

    • I know there’s a lot of ammunition to work with, but that didn’t look remotely easy. It looked like probably took a week to pull together.