Independence
For the first time in years upon years, I spent US Independence Day within 50 miles of home. I did that most American of pastimes: had a barbecue with friends, drank some booze, and glorified war by playing bloody video games.
It was a very low-key weekend. Helped a friend move. Caught up on sleep. Played some poker.
Didn't worry about getting killed in some far away land, dying of dysentery, getting enough to eat, not being able to say whatever I want, having to pick up arms to affect change...
All this because I am fortunate to live in the richest, most powerful country in the world. Independence Day to me is not about reflecting upon the freedoms and fortunes that we have, but upon the enormous responsibilities those freedoms and fortunes saddle us with.
Pay not lip service to the thanks we owe to those who came before us, but by living responsibly as a steward of freedom and the rich resources we have.
That is truly paying tribute to Independence.