The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. It is its natural manure.
– Thomas Jefferson
Today, July 4, marks 237 years since our Congress approved the Declaration of Independence, a document full of radical notions, born out of oppression like all good pieces of writing. Between the beer, the food, and the fireworks today, steal a few minutes to read the poetic brilliance of its 1300 words: Declaration of Independence.
July 4 also marks 18 years since the four-man operation we call the Fridman family made their way across the Atlantic ocean. I don’t recollect signing any declarations, certainly no declarations of independence, but we did follow in the spirit of “the pursuit of happiness”.
Revolution is just a dramatic word for change. It emphasizes the fact that change is painful. But ultimately change is good, whether it’s the struggle of millions against the forces of tyranny, or the struggle of one to lose a couple pounds in order to look sexier in a bikini.
I’m almost done reading Unbroken. It’s a story of survival through Japanese POW camps during World War II. Even there, where the hope seems gone, rare glints of happiness can be found through small acts of defiance (often at the cost of severe punishment).