Last night I took Olga to a Clippers Game. Caonabo got us tickets and it was an exciting night. Olga had cotton candy and ice cream and there were fireworks. It being the fourth of July everyone was in a patriotic mood. We arrived late to the game which always opens with the singing of the national anthem and pledge to the flag.
I don’t stand for the pledge of allegiance or the anthem and sure as hell not for God Bless America. I stay silent and seated. It is my form of protest. I do not pledge allegiance to a flag, I do not pledge allegiance to a symbol that represents a government I do not support. I’ve had people be rude and nasty to me. Someone has shoved me another tried to hit me. I also had someone ask me why I choose not to stand and was polite in their response. I appreciated it greatly and thanked them for the conversation.
Here I was at the baseball game between the 7th and 8th inning with Olga and her sticky little fingers dripping ice cream on both of us when the announcer asked everyone to stand as a quartet sung “God Bless America”. I looked around me everyone in their Red, White and Blue clothing standing up and I got scared. It is one thing for me to protest but to do it with Olga was another. I started to run the scenario in my head of someone saying to her “If you don’t like it go back to where you came from”. I decided to stand up. I grabbed Olga’s ice cream cone, told her to stand, took off her baseball cap and we stood as the quartet sang “God Bless America”.
BTW Olga has an awesome punk rock hair cut (a mullet) thanks to the accident. The doctors shaved off all the hair on the top of her head but left her ponytail. She is my little punk rocker.