One Thing Americans Should Do on the Fourth of July

I’m sure you’ve not think about the neighbors to northern Canada.

By Scaachi Koul

Jul 04, 2024 09:45 AM

There’s no Twitter for me (are you really going to force me to refer to it as X?) as I have more important things to accomplish, but occasionally I look up my mentions. The latest tweet I got was from an acquaintance Canadian (according the bio of a user) dissatisfied with my recent article on Hillary Clinton : “For a CND looking in you have some tough opinions and protected tweets … How about participating in a real democracy in the lower 50?”

Fantastic idea! As a Canadian with a home that is permanent in New York, I often find myself in the position of an outsider trying to comprehend the activities of your fellow citizens in the city. College can be as costly as you want. Deductible? It’s a term and concept that should not be used in everyday conversation. Taxes? Higher than Ontario but with fewer services to choose from. Are you trying to confuse me? Do not.

This year marks my 5th Fourth of July ever. I don’t participate in the celebrations–because the great thing about America is the fact that we can enjoy the right to have fun over it and even celebrate its birthday. But, I’ve created an unofficial ritual. Every July 4 I’m left with one question that I ask myself: Why not everyone wished me a wonderful Canada Day?

It may surprise you to find out that every year Canada Day is July 1 only two of days before Independence Day. However, it’s never mentioned by every American I’ve met. My choice to live here in the America United States is precisely that it’s a choice. It does however make me realize a certain fact which is that all of you are annoying. America has a tendency to make things more difficult louder, more boisterous and, as an overallization of the other countries, it is more. The thing that is most irritating–as opposed to more than American criminal act of eating cheese in cans, or the method you cook meals using pasta pasta — is that you aren’t aware of your existence of our existence. This fourth of July is coming up and, after an additional Canada Day has floated on without a hint of gratitude, I ask to apologize. I’d like to self-deflection. Try something Canadian for a second and then get the slap!

The celebration of the American Independence Day is perpetually under severe criticism. In the end, it’s an occasion to commemorate the unification of a nation, ensnared with racial and financial discrimination the foundation of nation-wide living. Did you be aware that on the first in July Canadians will also be celebrating with fireworks and cookouts? police drones, debates with our conservative relatives concerning the risks left-wing political leaders are really fair on the streets, and tiny flags that fly about, and an appropriate massive disinterest in the experience of reside in a nation by Indigenous people before the introduction of smallpox to the population? Nothing is so flashy as Americans are. Are you convinced that you came up with the notion of being jingoistic regarding an event that was influenced by colonialism and the attempts at the annihilation of those who came before you? It’s been going on since the moment John Cabot ruined Newfoundland in the 1490s. The shambles of history are so horrible that, at the time of my 2022 graduation my school was forced to change the name of its school following some of those killed. It was the time of year that killed Indigenous children were found under the school the year before. It is believed that the school was named after the name of a man who had helped create the system of Residential schools across Canada.

I’m not seeking something. A little acknowledgement that people in the United States doesn’t have a exclusiveness in being a non-sustainable one built from the dirt that have been carved by oppression and genocide. It is also possible to include some ketchup-flavored chips in your cookout on the Fourth of July. Learn how to make your own Caesar (delicious) instead to the standard Bloody Mary (salad juice). It’s a way to remind me of how it’s like returning to the home of my youth. It’s funny that we all have so many things that we have in common, but don’t take action about it.

Let me assure you that but you can’t beat a good hotdog. I am a huge fan of Hot dog culture in this country. It’s a dog inside me. I’m searching for the lyrics to “The Star-Spangled Banner” and watching those mighty ramparts streaming. Everybody has a price.