What is to be lost by failure/refusal to be nationalistic? What are they so afraid of if, say, I don't fly my flag in the days following an attack on the land that happens to fall within the political boundaries that also bound the place where I was born? How do the terrorists win?

It seems to me that it would be more important for me to fly my nation's flag if I were on "foreign" soil than here, in a-hundred-miles-from-any-border central Ohio...

Am I missing something?

I dunno. In England they fly the flag over Buckingham Palace only when the Queen is present. Is it important that the hoi polloi fly flags then as well? How many people must display a symbol before it has meaning?
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Khrysso Heart
Columbus
  • And how many times must we symbolically all fly our flags (on those government-designated days) before it completely loses its meaning?

    You know, flying another country's flag is treason, or something like that. If you want to fly -- say -- the Italian flag in your yard (as many in our neighborhood love to do, since it's their heritage) you must also fly the US flag a bit higher. Most people ignore this. And yet, we haven't been overtaken by Italians (yet).

    At our house, we fly the Pennsylvania flag unless it's basketball season, and then we fly the Kansas Jayhawk flag, unless they suck, and then we fly the West Ham United (english football) flag because basketball & english football seasons overlap. :D West Ham United almost always sucks, but that's part of their charm. Here's their song:

    The West Ham United anthem - 'I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles'

    I'm dreaming dreams
    I'm scheming schemes
    I'm building castles high

    They're born anew
    Their days are few
    Just like a sweet butterfly

    And as the daylight is dawning
    They come again in the morning

    I'm forever blowing bubbles
    Pretty bubbles in the air
    They fly so high
    Nearly reach the sky
    Then like my dreams they fade and die

    Fortune's always hiding
    I've looked everywhere
    I'm forever blowing bubbles
    Pretty bubbles in the air.

    When shadows creep
    When I'm asleep
    To lands of hope I stray

    Then at daybreak
    When I awake
    My bluebird flutters away

    Happiness you seem so near me
    Happiness come forth and cheers me

    I'm forever blowing bubbles
    Pretty bubbles in the air
    They fly so high
    Nearly reach the sky
    Then like my dreams they fade and die

    Fortune's always hiding
    I've looked everywhere
    I'm forever blowing bubbles
    Pretty bubbles in the air

    Lyrics/Music : Jaan Kenbrovin/John William Kellette


    but, I digress...

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