I posted this on my own blog back in September 2005, days after the Katrina debacle. At the time, I saw it as the beginning of the end, and an event that marked our departure from the world stage as a "Superpower". Since I'm new to DU....here it is again.

07 September 2005
I'm no longer flying my flag

There. I've done it.

With a heavy heart, I have taken down Old Glory, made the neatest, tightest triangle fold I ever have, and placed my flag reverently downstairs among my collection of other flags.

This is no longer the United States, and I am no longer flying the symbol of such a flawed, debased society.

I had a really nice setup, suspended horizontally and nicely backlit, my flag used to fly 24/7 except in bad weather.

Strange, what true patriotic symbolism means to me. I'm deeply, bitterly, angry at the incompetent, lying, bastard that has driven me to such dire actions.



But all hope is not lost. Rather than fly no flag at all, I've commandeered the nearby branch of a tree and hoisted an ancient symbol of rebellion, the flag of the Culpeper Minutemen, which itself is a variation of the Gadsden Flag. You know it better as the "Don't Tread on Me" flag.