This is the kinda shit I had in mind as a teenager when boomers gave me shit about not engaging in performative patriotism. We’re a fucking embarrassment, we have been for a while, and jingoistic chest beating can only run cover for that for so long. No, God damnit, I’m not proud of my country. We could do better, we just choose not to. I want to be proud of my country, I want us to do better, but it seems like we’re all too happy to carry on with this bullshit until all the legitimacy of our government is weathered away.