(Notice the governor’s gigantic camel toe)
I spent the fourth of July at Tryon Palace in New Bern, North Carolina with Wendy. As we watched the ceremonial reading of the Declaration of Independence by actors in traditional costumes, there were palpable moments of silence amongst the crowd of onlookers between cheers and boos, when the wrongs of King George as being read out showed uncanny similarities to the wrongs of King Bush.

The significance of that ceremony and what was meant to be reminded by it was not lost to anyone present.