Driving around town whilst taking care of errands, I waited for the red light to change. The sun was out, the weather was pleasant, and traffic was light. I looked to my right, and saw this interesting sight:
I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about the United States and how much it’s changed. It’s no longer a young, beautiful woman personified as Liberty, but an old guy in a wheelchair. Little promise of a good life, but one that necessitates taking on a crushing job with little promise of advancement. Maybe I think too much.
The light changed, and I drove off, leaving Mister Liberty to his corner.
Happy 250th!
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