This Saturday is July 4, the Fourth of July, American Independence Day, the day our Founding Fathers declared that Americans would no longer suffer under the foot of the British Crown.
I love the Fourth of July. I love America, and I’m damn well going to celebrate. I’m not going to let a bunch of communists and little tyrants ruin my Independence Day.
This Saturday, I’ll be gathering with my family. We’ll grill some burgers, shoot some guns, and light some fireworks. We won’t be wearing masks, but we will be wearing swimming trunks. My kids will get to play with their cousins, I’ll get to see a few aunts and uncles, and we’ll all have a helluva good time.
I encourage you, my fellow Americans, to celebrate this Independence Day as an American should, by ignoring frivolous rules and edicts from a government far away. Read the Declaration of Independence to your children. Talk about the Bill of Rights. Talk about what it means to be an American.
I encourage you, my fellow Men of the West, to celebrate your own nations this Fourth of July. Wave your flag. Tell your friends and family about why you love your nation and heritage. If you have a chance, wave the American flag, too, for me and for every American here fighting the good fight.
The only victory guaranteed in this world is our final victory alongside Jesus Christ. But let us never forget who we are and what we believe. Stand and fight. Celebrate your nation.
God bless America, and God bless the West.