Big day today, folks. Flag Day here in the states, the Army’s 250th anniversary, and also Donald Trump’s birthday. The little boy turns 79. He’s gonna get the military parade he’s apparently always dreamed of. Unless there’s lightning.
It won’t be canceled, just postponed, because someone has paid big bucks to ship all those fancy implements of war to D.C.—of course the parade will happen at some point! Anyone who chooses to waste time tuning in will see marching troops in period fatigues, some animals, and all those big, beautiful tanks tearing up the macadam.
It promises to be quite the show, and a great day for America. Because war and testosterone and emulating dictatorships seem to be what we’re all about, lately.
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