I Love a Parade!

Jun 26 2020
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Happy Birthday, America! Motherhood and apple pie. Patriotism in red, white and blue Technicolor© . The Fourth of July is special.

I love a parade, a birthday parade, a cake with 244 candles for Miss Liberty. In New York Harbor, she holds the tabula ansata, inscribed July IV, MDCCLXXVI – July 4, 1776.

But there will be no parade this summer in Kendall County Texas.  We thank our county commissioners for their endeavors, but COVID-19 guidelines deny us.  Our always peaceful birthday celebration of 500 plus people cannot be allowed.  Yet unabashed hatred, manifested in mob violence is condoned. 

In Minneapolis, New York City, and so many other cities, wanton violence – all under the pretext of mourning a man unjustly killed – takes place.  No CDC guidelines apply here.  No social distancing is required. These are not mourners. Opportunists is too kind a word for them.

Kendall County is one of many communities that  will not be celebrating our nation’s birthday.  So we shall celebrate within our American hearts.  “E pluribus unum” – “out of many, one.”  The melting pot concept has been replaced by leftist divisiveness. They prefer identity politics and “diversity”, which sadly is forcing us back into de facto Jim Crow.  This is not the America I knew, the one whose flag I pledged allegiance to at the beginning of each school day.     

Anyone who has attended our Independence Day Parade, held in Comfort TX, knows the joy and pride, that roar from the crowd – a gathering – not a mob – peaceful – not violent.  As one who has walked alongside the Republican Party of Kendall County float, the patriotism is incredible.  At the parades, our members have handed out, small American flags, to the children in attendance. To have seen those tiny hands reaching out, the glow on their faces, when these beautiful symbols of freedom were received, was delightful.  At the 2019 parade, the RPKC distributed well over 3,000 flags.

No flags will be circulated this year, these red-white-and-blue-on-a-stick symbols of our Republic considered carriers of corona virus. I can’t imagine protest signs having been given the Lysol treatment, nor the hands that toss bricks and other projectiles thoroughly washed, sanitized and gloved.

The denizens of Seattle’s CHAZ – Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone – now re-christened CHOP – Capitol Hill Occupied Protest – have determined that everything American is toxic and must be destroyed. Our flag is emblematic of white supremacism. They prefer the hammer and sickle. We’ve all seen videos of this utopian enclave. Sorry, this is not the Age of Aquarius. It is the Eve of Destruction. Jenny Durkan, Mayor of Seattle, says that CHAZ-CHOP is “patriotic”.

Marching with intent to riot and destroy, setting fires to businesses and hijacking a police precinct is not patriotism.  The shattering of windows and dreams is not patriotism, Miss Jenny.  The definition of patriotism is the expression of love and support for one’s country.

CHAZ denizens and their counterparts around the country do not love a parade. They despise anything American: the stars and stripes, our national anthem, the Constitution.

Thus Minneapolis and Atlanta burn.  Midtown Manhattan resembles the aftermath of the 2004 Battles of Fallujah.

I love a parade.  Red, white and blue pinwheels.  Fireworks.  America!

And the reading of our Constitution on the Kendall County Courthouse steps.

The bald eagle, symbolizing beauty, strength and sovereignty, was placed on the Great Seal of the United States in 1782, and officially became the national symbol in 1789.  He holds in his talons an olive branch, symbolizing peace, and arrows, symbolizing war.  This proud bird – also our national bird –  will also celebrate –  this year only in his heart.

On November 20, 1986, President Ronald Reagan signed a proclamation, at a ceremony in the White House Rose Garden, certifying the rose as our national floral emblem. “We decorate our celebrations and parades with roses. Most of all, we present roses to those we love, and we lavish them on our altars, our civil shrines, and the final resting places of our honored dead.” These civil shrines have now been sprayed with graffiti and otherwise desecrated.

The eagle will glide, the rose will bloom, and our nation’s birthday shall once again be properly celebrated.

My country ‘tis of thee! Oh say can you see! I’m a Yankee Doodle Gal, and I love a parade!

The Kendall County Republican Club wishes all a blessed and patriotic Fourth of July. Happy birthday, America! God bless America!

Mary Himlin is President of the Kendall County Republican Club