Psst: The Fourth of July isn’t really about crazy fireworks displays, or eating a record-breaking 69 hot dogs in just 10 minutes, or those layered American flag cakes that look so gorgeous on Pinterest but are physically impossible to reproduce IRL.
No, my friends—it’s about our glorious nation’s glorious genesis, spearheaded in the City of Brotherly Love 238 years ago when our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence. You could honor them by comparing bifocals with a Benjamin Franklin impersonator, or perhaps wearing a powdered wig to the beach. By my money, though, there’s no better way to celebrate than by watching 1776, a goofy/poignant/boring/riveting musical that frames the process of ratifying the Declaration as the original reality show (a bunch of dudes are trapped in a room together for weeks, with nothing to do but form alliances and bitch at each other). But 1776 isn’t just entertaining—it doubles as the perfect distillation of what it truly means to be an American.
A bold statement, to be sure—but one I’m prepared to defend for the entire length of “Cool, Cool, Considerate Men” (a.k.a. forever). Why? Simple: READ FULL STORY