After having my good aesthetic tastes assaulted once again last night during a fireworks display, I wanted to issue this public notice that if I ever meet Lee Greenwood I am going to abandon my libertarianism long enough to pound him into the dirt.  Not only is that silly patriotic-event-style artificial and offensive as music, it also encourages blind support for bad ideas.  But also it's terrible.  And really awful.  Jesus Christ.

Lee Greenwood, watch your back. 

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Let's dissect the chorus; after all, it's when a message is repetitive that it's ingrained:

that I'm proud to be an American
where at least I know I'm free,

"where at least" you know you're free? We may have convicted prisoners' sentences commuted by the President and our individual liberties invaded by the Patriot Act, but man... at LEAST i know i'm free. I'd venture to say my current status of free might vary a bit differently from Lee's status of free, circa 1991.

And I won't forget the men who died
who gave that right to me,

Are we referring to the signers of the DOI or what? Because I'm pretty sure they gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up next to you
and defend her still today

First... using the pronoun "her"... which "her" are we referring to? Lee, outside of the men who died, you haven't specified a gender specific subject yet! But at least you do it gladly and not through coercion, at least. I think. Second, let's not be too jumpy to goto war here.

'Cause there ain't no doubt I love this land
God Bless the U.S.A.

I don't suppose I need to recount the separation of church and state. But then again, our one nation is under God. I don't suppose anyone has the First Amendment sitting around somewhere... can anyone do a quick google search for me, what does the Bill of Rights have to say about religion?