Patriotism With A Bang

Patriotism With A Bang

Fireworks have their place, I guess. Public displays can even be spectacular. But fireworks in the hands of your neighbors are more often a nuisance. Every year there is at least one nearby person who acquires some firecrackers, bottle rockets, or Roman candles. And I am rewarded by their disregard for their neighbors by being kept awake half the night.

July 2, 2008, 11:44 PM: BANG! It was big; bigger than a little firecracker. It was like a canon shot. I had been asleep for about half-an-hour. "Oh man!" I said out loud. And I wondered how much I would have to endure. About ten minutes passed and I thought maybe that was it. I was relaxed and then, pop... pop... pop. Like some one was setting off little fire crackers one after the other. I got up from bed and peeked out the window but I couldn't see anyone. Pop... pop... pop. No use calling the police. I just got back in bed. It stopped, but I had no confidence the quiet would last so I couldn't really sleep for about the next hour. Then, as one might predict, the bottle rockets began, wheeeeeee, bang! Pause. Wheeeeee, bang! I didn't really count but it must have been at least twenty mixed with more small firecrackers. Jerks. I fell asleep for good around 2:30 AM. There was even more on July 3rd.

As I sit here typing, it's July 4th. The sun has just set. Many who saved their explosive stash for tonight have already started, and others will wait until I go to bed. Thanks a lot neighbors. Thanks for once again fortifying my belief that too many people are inconsiderate idiots!

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