By kimball hendrix

Sometime last week, after reading that ‘president trump’ had dirt from the White House East Wing demolition [crime scene] dumped at East Potomac Golf Links in Washington, D.C, a public course, and the dirt tested positive for toxic chemicals — including lead, chromium, and arsenic — it sent my mind toward the 4th of July.

The 4th of July. Besides Christmas, my favorite holiday.
It’s summer, the supposed best time of the year. Life is better. Or, life is supposed to be better. Well, life used to be better during the summer months.

It’s different now, to me. Possibly to many other people. It’s very likely different now to many other people.

An age thing? Could be. The number of birthdays on a person’s résumé obviously factors into the way that person’s mind views things.

But the luster is off of this edition of July 4 for me. The most important, most significant 4th day of July in history, and for me, the words of the late, great B.B. King sum it up accurately: “The thrill is gone.” Long gone.

The same story I read regarding the dumping of extremely toxic dirt on public land included the way the hopes, dreams and plans of the many organizers of Next250 celebration came crashing down.

Those dreams and many hours of hard work were flushed down the toilet — when trump returned to office.

In seeking to put his ugly orange face and grip all over the 250th, trump upended plans that were years in the making, throwing agencies and federal funding behind his lavish, patriotic vision — and drawing extreme wrath over what has become, in the eyes of countless critics, nothing but a flailing and failing partisan celebration that is virtually more — or all — about ‘King Narcissist’ than the celebration of the birthday of the United States of America.

Sad. Petty. And sickening.

John Dichtl is president and chief executive of the American Association for State and Local History, a nonprofit that helped advise representatives from individual states on their planning for the 250th celebration.

How excited does Dichtl seem about a Saturday in July 2026 that should be, should have been the best, most memorable Saturday in the history of America’s 250 years?

“It’s a lost cause to expect anything unifying and exciting coming out of Washington,” Dichtl said.

He’s correct. One-hundred percent correct.

So, thanks to trump, the ‘Honest John president’ who has grifted his (and his family’s) worth by billions of dollars in less than 18 months as dictator-in-charge, July 4, 2026 won’t seem to be — or be — anything special to me.

Just a day and night of hearing the loud explosions of fireworks lighted by people who haven’t yet become as disillusioned as me about the America we live in in 2026.

The America that is being ruined more and more as each day passes by trump, his corrupt family and his equally corrupt GOP sycophants.

God Bless America. Enjoy this hot and ‘special’ day, everyone.