Los Angeles residents defy fireworks ban, light up sky citywide on 4th of July https://t.co/7zXSFlOnL2 pic.twitter.com/eU9rL9UroQ
— Disrn (@DisrnNews) July 5, 2020
![Minneapolis by AD reader Gordon Scott [Updated by GS in comments]](https://americandigest.org/wp/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/https___cdn.cnn_.com_cnnnext_dam_assets_200527104052-21-minneapolis-protests-0526-1-1024x682.jpg "Minneapolis by AD reader Gordon Scott [Updated by GS in comments]")
He thought he kept the universe alone;
For all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own
From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach
He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.
And nothing ever came of what he cried
Unless it was the embodiment that crashed
In the cliff’s talus on the other side,
And then in the far distant water splashed,
But after a time allowed for it to swim,
Instead of proving human when it neared
And someone else additional to him,
As a great buck it powerfully appeared,
Pushing the crumpled water up ahead,
And landed pouring like a waterfall,
And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread,
And forced the underbrush–and that was all.
When all Earth’s seas shall Levitate,
Dark shawled within the skies,
Upon our eyes will Starfish dance
Their waltz of Blind surprise.
The sun will Rise within wine Dark
As Argonauts imbibed,
Whose drunken arms embrace that sleep
Where Phaeton’s horses Stride.
Upon all of Earth’s wind-sanded shores,
As dolphins Learn to soar,
All we once were on the land
Shall be sealed behind the door
Of Ivory and Chastened Gold,
That the Mystery solved complete
Shall never til the seas’ Long fall
Wake mariners from their sleep.
— Van der Leun
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
— The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
Gerard Van der Leun
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Same here. The cities didn’t have fireworks displays because of WuFlu and fire danger. The citizens took matters in their own hands and lit up the night with illegal fireworks purchased legally from neighboring states. It was a sight to hear and see.
The two bleach blonde bubble headed Karens on the broadcast were hilarious
In the Twin Cities, it looked a lot like that, especially in the vibrant neighborhoods. I thought this year might be a bit more subdued, or that folks had blown the fireworks budget already, but I was wrong. Window-rattlingly wrong.
The only things legal in Minnesota are sparklers and rather tame fountains. No bottle rockets, Roman candles, star shells, and especially no firecrackers. But Wisconsin is just 20 miles east, and they had a new thing this year. They have these really powerful mortars that pump a big explosive into the air.
According to the Wisconsin sellers, they have to get a signed affidavit from the buyer that they know how to use these properly. I can assure everyone that the people in north Minneapolis know how to ignite these. The launch thud is pretty loud. The explosion about 1.5 seconds later will rattle every window on the block, and if you’re within 100 yards outside, you’re going to feel it also.
It seemed like there were fewer of the star shells like the ones in the video this year. But oh, man, those mortars. Thousands of those mortars. There’s also some new thing about the size of a breadbox. Light it, and get the hell away because there is one hellacious BANG! and then 12 little star shells fly off in three dimensions, to explode about 15 feet from the source. All of this takes place at ground level or within 15 feet. It definitely gets your attention.
In Socal, Tijuana is 150 miles, but then you have to smuggle them back into the US. Vegas is 5-6 hours across the desert. Arizona is at least 4 hours to Quartzite. There were just too many for families casually picking up a few on their yearly Vegas trip. In San Pedro, it’s been like this every night for a week. It goes on till midnight every night.
From a hillside, the whole LA basin was a solid sea of glittering starbursts for hours on the 4th of July.
There has to be a local black market that brings in massive quantities of this stuff. I have no idea of how to go about finding that market, but apparently everybody else know how to, and everybody thinks the risks are minuscule. Law enforcement is selective and a Potemkin village, respect for the law is rapidly diminishing. Only the middle-class fear the reach of the law.
“Only the middle class fear the…law,” John A. Fleming.
I hope the politicians and the bureaucrats and the law take note of this incredible scene of LA fireworks. See that? Every one of those explosions also represents a gun owner, and in between that are several more gun owners. Americans are gund up to their ears, and also we are madder than hell.
Casey sed: “Americans are gund up to their ears, and also we are madder than hell.”
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Right.
Maybe this Nov, rather than an election, there should be a turkey shoot.
Clean house, top to bottom.
Since they don’t want to do what they were hired to do….
Horses….man, leave them out of the curse. I’ve only met a couple that were assholes and they were made that way by some idiot who used violence to make them so.