Monday, June 30, 2008
Stars and Stripes ... Forever?
We've officially entered the peak week of national flag waving season in the U.S. It begins on Memorial Day when people put little flags on the graves of the people they loved, especially the people who died as soldiers. This week culminates in the Fourth of July, a day of fervent flag waving at parades and picnics from coast to coast.
Here's what I've been thinking: If flags attract the windhorse, and if the windhorse takes prayers from flags up to the upper world, then what are we praying for on the Fourth of July? Let's see ... the stars on the blue field are very nice. Stars are always good, I think, but the stripes present quite a problem. The white stripes represent the thirteen original colonies, while the red stripes represent the blood shed for independence from Great Britain.
Our ritual on the Fourth goes like this: get drunk, eat charred flesh, then wave a flag with bloody stripes while igniting explosives.
What do you think the Beings in the upper world make of this ritual? Can you imagine? All I can say is YIKES.