From Batocchio at Vagabond Scholar:
Thursday, July 04, 2019
I’m afraid this is not a happy Independence Day. As several people have pointed out, we have tanks in DC and concentration camps on the nation’s Southern border, both at the insistence of Donald Trump. The cruelty of the camps is the point; it’s a feature, not a bug.
Most years for Independence Day, I post some videos, but this year, I thought I’d link a great poem I just discovered, “A New National Anthem,” by Ada Limón. Follow the link for the full poem, but this may be my favorite section:
And what of the stanzas
we never sing, the third that mentions “no refuge
could save the hireling and the slave”? Perhaps
the truth is that every song of this country
has an unsung third stanza, something brutal
snaking underneath us as we blindly sing
the high notes with a beer sloshing in the stands
hoping our team wins.
It’s a great piece and timely. Check out the rest.