No, not a concealed carry license, although that would be appropriate. I speak instead of America’s 250th anniversary.
Outside a momentary “oh that’s neat” thought, I didn’t see much in the way of gushing over this momentous occasion. Unlike the Bicentennial, which Boomers constantly talked about in a way that compared it to Woodstock, this event went by as more or less a standard holiday. I assume this is because younger generations are alive for it, which removes the “I was there for it and you weren’t” retro-FOMOism bit. Still, a few found the time to complain about events being more drone-heavy, with tech starting to supplant explosives. Remember when more people were killing themselves with fireworks and causing massive property damage? Those were the days. We were a tougher generation.
A lack of skin grafts notwithstanding, here’s some photos of the Easement Acres celebration:
Happy 4th!
–Simon