They Hate US ‘Trigger They Ain’t US!
Dumped TV, Misplaced Hills, California. Photograph: Jeffrey St. Clair.
Throughout a latest journey to Boston, I noticed this delusional expression screaming at me in giant crimson, white, and blue letters from the aspect of a passing cement truck. For the uninitiated, it’s a US cultural reference that has been metamorphosed right into a bellicose nationalistic struggle cry replete with t-shirts offered on Amazon. After throwing up in my mouth a bit of, I chuckled. Right here we go once more, I assumed, “the best nation on earth,” voluminous and damning proof on the contrary, admonitions of find it irresistible or
