I legitimately hate the fourth and new year’s because people take what could be, you know, “fun” within bounds and do that thing that Americans are especially known for and go “no no no! 3 hours of fireworks and shooting my gun into the air wasn’t enough! I need the fourth also on the fifth and the sixth!..” it’s become somehow fucking acceptable to have week-long pre-celebrations and then another week OR TWO of post-holiday celebrations. I don’t feel like digging up my rant I posted on my community’s… posty thing (I don’t read the replies, they can suck me) but I’m pretty sure it was like July 12th and I still heard bottle rockets and shit.

Btw, there’s laws and regulations covering basically the entirety of the area I live that limit fireworks to certain types and whatever and the way the law is written makes it essentially illegal because you can’t do it within like 200ft of any residential area including one you own… blah blah. It’s illegal is the short story. The only people who can, and this was the case when I was a kid, shoot them legally is… the local fire department. They’d do a show every year. Like a massive show and it would be like the holiday and two days on the weekend. But hog-asses weren’t satisfied with that and it’s just become this horrible annoying as fuck month of just sitting there thinking “my town pays 50% of our taxes to the police and this is what we get…”

My most reactionary opinions all center around excessive noise production and especially outside of “normal” and “acceptable” times. Like if a concert is planned nearby a year in advance and vibrates the ground around me until 2am and then abruptly ends and people fuck off- I actually don’t give a shit. If it’s Wednesday at 3am and Cletus and Jebediah are driving their (illegally) modified-exhaust, ear-splitting, coal-rolling small-dicked diesel trucks around shooting bottlerockets at each other. I just start thinking about summary executions at that point… and I’m barely exaggerating there btw.