Nobody Expects a Monty Python Fourth of July
For a very good reason, this year my girlfriend, Pat, and I were in London for the Fourth of July. The British feigned indifference to the anniversary of our breakaway, like disappointed parents choosing not to mention the unruly prodigal who dropped out, left home and, in spite of their warnings, did okay.
Frankly, I think they're being a little too defensive. One July Fourth a number of years ago, a college friend of my brother's was unceremoniously tossed from the visitor's gallery of the House of Commons for shouting, "Taxation without representation is tyranny!" Sore losers.