We all know the rhythm of the 4th of July. The smell of charcoal and barbecue sauce. The ice-cold clink of drinks in a cooler. The jarring pop of firecrackers from the neighbor’s driveway three days early.
That idea was a lie to many at the time (slavery was still legal), and it has required constant, bloody, passionate work to make it true for everyone. But it was the start . It was the North Star. When you watch the fireworks burst in the sky tonight, I want you to listen to the silence right after the boom. Independence Day
You are a star. Your neighbor is a star. We don't have to look the same. But tonight, we look up at the same sky and watch the same fireworks. We all know the rhythm of the 4th of July
That silence is the sound of soldiers not marching down your street. That silence is the sound of a press printing whatever it wants without government approval. That silence is the sound of you getting to live your life—however messy, boring, or beautiful it is—without asking for permission. The jarring pop of firecrackers from the neighbor’s
The Declaration of Independence wasn't just a list of grievances. It was a promise. It was the first time a nation was founded not on bloodlines or conquest, but on an idea : "That all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness."
Pull out your phone and read the second paragraph of the Declaration of Independence out loud. It is only 242 words. It will take you 90 seconds. It will give you chills.
But sometimes, in the middle of the potato salad and the pool floats, we forget to ask the obvious question: What are we actually celebrating? Two hundred and forty-eight years ago, a group of men in Philadelphia signed a document that was essentially a break-up letter to the most powerful empire on earth. It was treason. If they lost, they would be hanged.