Thursday, July 4, 2013

Things I Love 'Bout 'Merka

Click to enlarge. You'll thank me.
Really, there are too many to enumerate but these are ones that come readily to mind.

The New Colossus:

"Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

The Declaration of Independence.

Thanks, TJ.

The oldest living constitution on earth.

It's seen four of its French cousins come and go.


It's hard to have a more American name than John Adams. Bust seriously, our minimalist composers can beat up your minimalist composers. Philip Glass, Terry Riley, La Monte Young.

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