I love a parade. I love the Memorial Day Parade they hold every year in the hamlet, with firetrucks and classic cars, marching bands and little league teams, more firetrucks and a fellow dressed like Uncle Sam on stilts handing out American flags. It lasts almost a half hour, as we sit with our friends, our kids, the dogs, and sip morning coffee. I love it. It is quintessential Americana.
There was a parade planned to honor the Army’s 250th Anniversary planned over the past two years, but it all changed after Trump was elected. It was the parade equivalent of his redecoration of the Oval Office, turning it into a mass display of weaponry that surely impressed Putin and Kim. Unfortunately, not too many other people were impressed. Or to be more frank, cared as three hours dragged. Continue reading
