A Random Emotion Strikes! ...This Equals Rambling, People
I love my country.
This...pretty much came out of nowhere. I wasn't listening to any patriotic music, I wasn't watching the news, I wasn't reading up on history, I wasn't thinking about anything to do with politics or other countries or...anything, really, that usually makes me feel all patriotic and proud to be where I am.
I know that we're in the middle of a recession and I know that it seems like the rest of the world hates our guts a lot of the time. I know that we really don't have the best reputation around and so many people think we're stupid and ignorant; bossy and lazy; blood-thirsty and a lot of other typically negative things that drive me up the wall whenever I hear them. I know that none of us can ever agree with each other fully on even one thing and that someone desperately needs to take the excuse of the right to Freedom of Speech and introduce it to the actual right to Freedom of Speech that doesn't say you can be a jerkass and not be called on it...and then let the actual meaning of Freedom of Speech kick the excuse's ass because that's getting really old.
I know that right now things can go down the toilet so fast that we end up clogging the pipes and overflowing the damn thing because of how much junk is in there.
But I really, really love my country. I had this insane urge to go downstairs, flop down on the ground, and stare at the sky even though it's dark, wet, and filthy outside, just because I could; just because it's America and it's my country and I love it so much and so fiercely (and now I realize, so unconditionally) that it kind of terrifies me.