I think ironic is one of the most mis/overused words. so i try not to use it ineffectually.
but it is ironic that i am a declared American Studies major, but when the national anthem plays on campus, i remain supine, reveling instead in the obedient way in which each passing student stands with hand to heart.
or maybe i should subtract the word altogether, because it could also be called beautiful that i can simultaneously enjoy the freedoms of a nation and decline to vote for its leaders.
yes, that is likely just what is so appealing to me about it.
i never mean to do something which i don't understand. so when asked for allegiance, i want to know why and to whom/what, or else count my opinion-positive or negative-out entirely.
i know far too much about the many ways in which propaganda is seeping into my everyday consciousness to voice, let alone stand by any type of opinion.
instead i am devoting myself, in the academic realm at least, to understanding. understanding my heritage (Oh no, did i just become a white girl searching for purpose in her roots?!).
let me clarify, i mean to understand being an "American", the same way i mean to understand being a woman, or a Mormon, or anything else that i am. Or maybe i intend to understand the Americans around me, to whom i vehemently contradict.
ok ok... i'm being hasty and too intense. i can't encompass enough but i also can't narrow my range at all...
let me subtract the offensive pronoun and state simply.....
Yay for American Studies!