“We’ve spawned a new race here. Rougher, simpler; more violent, more enterprising; less refined. We’re a new nationality. We require a new nation.” — Benjamin Franklin, 1776
To be sure, this line was not uttered by Dr Franklin in real life (to the best of our knowledge), but the sentiment is true and has remained true these long 234 years since the quote was supposed to have been uttered. For all of our destructive behavior (and it has been considerable), for all our mistakes and, yes, even crimes, we have been a nation of innovation, of reinvention, the first true post-modern and reconstructivist nation and, therefore, culture. All cultural things that follow (jazz, baseball, rock and roll, and anything else Ken Burns and his brother may ever find fascinating enough for their documentaries) from that notion, that we are inventors and innovators, that we are rougher and louder and more direct… these are American ideas I adore.
We are not perfect and remain far from it. But I would say that is because we are the most human of the cultures, or at least the most celebratory of our human tendencies, both strengths and weaknesses, both good and bad. And while greater poets and more talented writers may rhapsodize better than I can about the United States of America, I can proudly say I am spawned from that rough, simple new race of humanity that celebrates and revels in its humanity. I do not wish to rise above, nor eradicate, nor ever find shame in my humanity, but instead I shall find my strength and worth in and shall strive to improve that very humanity, and therefore, my Americanness. America, both as an entity and an ethos, appeals to me and my very personality. I am, for better or for worse, an American. A proud American.
Happy Independence Day.