TMP — My Nation On Its Birthday

Every Monday, Paula Light, with her The Monday Peeve prompt, gives us an opportunity to vent or rant about something that pisses us off. Today is the 4th of July, America’s Independence Day. And I’m sorry folks, but I’m not feeling it. So here is my peevish post.

I’m just not in the mood to celebrate my nation’s birthday. It’s not so much apathy as it is frustration, disappointment, anger, and resentment.

There are powerful forces who want to suppress democracy in America. They gleefully pull the petals from the flower of freedom until there are no freedoms left, no justice for all, no liberty, no pursuit of happiness.

So you go ahead and enjoy your festivities, patriotically wave your flags, and set off your fireworks while so many watch in awe as our ship of state sails off into stormy seas.

I will stay home, far from the madding crowd, taking solace in the carefree little fireflies lighting the sky in my backyard. I will suffer in silence the grief I feel deep inside my heart for the impending death of my nation on its birthday.

Also written for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (apathy), The Daily Spur (suppress), My Vivid Blog (petals), Word of the Day Challenge (powerful), Ragtag Daily Prompt (sail), and E.M.’s RandomWord Prompt (fireflies),

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — July 1st

Wouldn’t you like to expose your newer readers to some of your earlier posts that they might never have seen? Or remind your long term followers of posts that they might not remember? Each Friday I will publish a post I wrote on this exact date in a previous year.

How about you? Why don’t you reach back into your own archives and highlight a post that you wrote on this very date in a previous year? You can repost your Friday Flashback post on your blog and pingback to this post. Or you can just write a comment below with a link to the post you selected.

If you’ve been blogging for less than a year, go ahead and choose a post that you previously published on this day (the 1st) of any month within the past year and link to that post in a comment.

This was originally posted on July 1, 2017

Remember Your Dog This Weekend


Yes, it’s that time of the year again when America celebrates its birth. Independence Day. The Fourth of July. It’s a time for picnics, family, fun, and fireworks.

Most people love to go to their local fireworks displays. Since the 4th falls on a Tuesday this year, that means that localities will have their big fireworks shows on one of five nights. Some may have had them last night, since it was a Friday night. Others will have them either tonight, Sunday night, Monday night, or some will even have the patience to wait until the actual day to light up the night sky.

But while humans are oooohing and aaaahing at these beautiful, magnificent, stunning displays that celebrate the birth of our nation, our beloved canine family members are not going to be very happy.

No dog that I know of, and certainly not our family dog, loves fireworks. Over the next four nights, we will either have to take our dog out for its last walk of the day before it gets dark and the explosions commence, or very late after the last of the fireworks has been launched.

Because during the fireworks, while people are oooohing and aaaahing, our own terrified dog will be shaking like a leaf, whimpering, sitting in the bath tub, in a windowless bathroom while we are playing loud music in an attempt to drown out the sound of the exploding chaos going on all around us until quiet and calm have returned.

This post is in response to today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: ooooh and aaaah.

Throwback Thursday — Fireworks

Maggie, at From Cave Walls, and Lauren, at LSS Attitude of Gratitude, alternate hosting Throwback Thursday. The idea of the prompt is for them to give us a topic and for us to write a post in which we share our own memories or experiences about the given topic. This week, Lauren asks us about our fireworks celebrations growing up.

Here are Lauren’s questions.

1) What are your earliest memories of watching fireworks?

The first time I saw fireworks live, I was maybe seven or eight and my older sisters took me to see the Fourth of July fireworks show at the Washington Monument in D.C.

2) Were you more afraid or excited at the time?

A little of both.

3) What occasions were celebrated with watching fireworks?

Mostly Fourth of July/Independence Day. One of my sisters was born on July 4th and she tried to convince me that the fireworks were to celebrate her birthday.

4) Did you travel to fireworks shows, or did your family have their own, safe and sane explosives?

We would go into the city or to the local towns that would have fireworks displays. Other than sparklers, we weren’t allowed to have firecrackers in our house, although some of my friends had cherry bombs and other firecrackers that they would set off.

5) Did you ever light off illegal fireworks?

I didn’t, but as I said above, some of my friends did. One of my friends lit and threw a cherry bomb but it didn’t go off. He thought it was a dud, so he picked it up and it exploded in his hand.

6) Did you typically have a family celebration before the nighttime display? What did it include?

Mostly cookouts on the grill with hot dogs, burgers, corn on the cob, baked beans.

7) As you grew older, did your feelings about fireworks change?

I still enjoyed them and we would take our kids to see the big fireworks shows, and they were excited.

8) Now the thinker: Many places are restricting fireworks now because of the trauma it can cause to pets, young children, and sensitive adults. How do you feel about restricting fireworks?

When we lived in San Francisco our dog was indeed traumatized by the sound of fireworks exploding. (Our cat was totally unfazed.) So I hated it when there were fireworks set off, as our poor pup couldn’t stop shaking and crying. Now we live across the Bay in wildfire country. The county we live in bans the use of fireworks because of the wildfire risks. And that’s fine with me.

Fibbing Friday — Fireworks

Frank (aka PCGuy) and Di (aka Pensitivity101) alternate as hosts for Fibbing Friday, a silly little exercise where we are to write a post with our answers to the ten questions below. But as the title suggests, truth is not an option. The idea is to fib a little, a lot, tell whoppers, be inventive, silly, or even outrageous, in our responses. Today is Di’s turn to host and she want to know…

1. Where did Fireworks originate?

The depths or Mordor, the realm of the evil Sauron.

2. What gives fireworks their color?

Easter egg dye.

3. What does PGI stand for?

Peninsula Geriatric Institute.

4. What is the difference between a Firework and a Firecracker?

One is the name of someone who works with fire. The other is a jalapeño-flavored cracker.

5. Which country uses fireworks on August 20th to mark it National Celebration Day?


6. What is a sparkler?

A firestarter.

7. Who is the largest manufacturer and exporter of fireworks in the world?


8. To what does baozhang refer?

A type of massage therapy.

9. Who composed Music for The Royal Fireworks?

Elton John and Bernie Taupin.

10. What is a Chocolate Bomb?

A euphemism for severe diarrhea.


I was reading this morning’s San Francisco Chronicle when this photo caught my eye.

The headline read, “Despite urgent warnings of fire danger, Bay Area fireworks sales are booming.” But what I found most interesting was the sign posted on the left of the fireworks booths.

And then, on the next page of the paper was this article.

The article below that headline noted that, “At least seventeen wildfires have started in California over the past week, fueled by powerful wind gusts, hot weather and dangerously dry conditions, according to state fire officials. Most have sprung up in Northern California.

Speaking about juxtaposition, I also saw these two headlines in the morning paper.

I wonder if anyone understands the concept of “cause and effect” anymore.