When the signers of the Declaration of
Independence printed their remarkable document on July 4, 1776, they knew they
were committing themselves and the people they represented in Congress to war.
Already, George Washington and
his army had driven the British out of Boston, and moved south to organize the
defense of New York. There, Washington received his copy of the Declaration and ordered it read to the people of New York in the city
commons, whereupon the crowd promptly raced to and tore down the statue of King
George. As I understand it, most of the statue was melted down to make
cannonballs.
The era of American Exceptionalism had
begun, and continues to this day. That it does so is due in no small part
to the line of American patriots who died in battle defending their country – a
line that begins even before July 4, 1776, at the Battle of Bunker Hill, Lexington and Concord more than a year earlier, even as far
back as the Boston Massacre in 1770.
But the Fourth of July was a game
changer. No longer were the American patriots merely rebels against a
King they perceived to be tyrannical. They were a nation, one they were
willing to give their lives to keep. It must have helped to know that the
Signers themselves were also willing to put everything on the table, pledging
their “lives, fortunes and sacred honor” to the cause of liberty on the North
American continent. And indeed, many of them would give their lives and
fortunes in the war years ahead. But not one of them sacrificed his
sacred honor, because that honor had been pledged to a cause greater than any
of them, or any of us.
Today, the line of American patriots
continues, as does the glory of American Exceptionalism, despite the cynicism
of those misguided acculturates, sophisticates, and lest I say, elected officials who deny it. Men and women of selfless character
still die for our freedom, and because they do, freedom itself, like the line
of patriots, forever marches on.
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