It’s that time of the year again. I’ve been almost every year for the last 19 years. Scary.
I’m at booth 1013 selling books, posters and meeting nice folks.
We’re releasing my new sci-fi, kung-fu, comedy short SOCKBABY 4! It premieres at the Comicon on Sunday from 2:45-3:45 in Room 6A. We’re having a panel with my co-director John Soares, and other talents including Dan Heder, Jon Heder and Rob Schrab.
For more info on Sockbaby check out: www.Sockbaby.com
I love my country.
This morning my children were gobbling breakfast as I told them what was great about this country:
We are born into freedom, a largely rare quality throughout the history of man.
I saw my healthy, happy kids just existing and it hit me on a much deeper level how this country is the most free in Earth’s long history…and it cost me nothing. I won the lottery. I just show up and I get to be a cartoonist, a Christian, a home-owner, a father and these are fortified with a cultural acceptance, even demand, of freedom unheard of until this country came along.
There is no danger of being hunted by the government for my beliefs (at least, for the time being), my children won’t be sold into slavery and I can expect about as long of a life as I could ever have. These aren’t accidents either, my life is the result of a group of moral, intelligent, rebels who sacrificed their lives to provide me with this freedom. It only cost the blood and bodies of great men is a half a dozen wars, a belief in God, reason and the Republic.
No other country has sacrificed so much to secure to freedom of other nations. No other country has paid more treasure to feed, house and secure people in other countries. No other country has had more patents, inventions, medical break-throughs, universities, missionaries, professional artists and home owners. Sure, we consume more than others, but we also create more products, services and information to consume than any other country in history.
I’m not ashamed for being lucky. I love it when others are lucky too. But I hate an ingrate. I’m allowed to be lucky but I’m not allowed to be ungrateful. Part of showing my gratitude is celebrating the birth of this nation, the greatest nation in Earth’s history.
I love America. I don’t love humanity, it’s too all-encompassing and includes way too many pricks for anyone to feel proud. Same with the “world community”. There’s no pride in being a member of the globe. Western civilization? Maybe, but then I’d have to include France and Canada. So I’ll stick with my identity as an America. I couldn’t be more proud than to be known as an American…hell, I’m not even a great American, I’m just the run of the mill.
Happy Birthday!
