On one hand I hold Howard Zinn‘s descriptions and perceptions of the United States of America in the highest regard. On the other I’ve always been a sucker for the kneejerk patriotism that James Cagney sold like a champ in Yankee Doodle Dandy. And I’ve always wanted to be able to do this dancing-down-a-staircase routine. And every 4th of July I think of Jimi Hendrix. Go figure.