.. because I live in London and I was born in Glasgow, Scotland.
But I love you.
I love your Constitution. I love your Bill of Rights. I love your Declaration of Independence. I love Boston in the Fall. I love the wannabe Hemingway drunks in Sloppy Joe's. I love The Big Green Wall, I love Sammy Sosa's Waveland Avenue broken windows. I love your Blue Plate Specials. I love the Redskins' 68-year choose-the-president win-lose home streak. I love "..and justice for all". I love the Lincoln Park Zoo. I love Big Sur sunsets from an open-top Mustang on Route 1. I love The West Wing. I love the Staten Island Ferry. I love your huddled masses, yearning to breathe free. I love "I wanna be a part of it.." as the moon comes up over the Bronx. I love the sunset from the pier at the end of Duvall Street.
I love "..Kingman, Barstow, San Bernardino". I love highways jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive. I love Carmela Soprano (a lot). I love Jon Stewart's raised eyebrow. I love the '68 Comeback Special. I love the sealions at Central Park and Pier 39. I love NASA TV and the double sonic boom in a Titusville car park as the Shuttle comes home. I love Fallingwater and the Chrysler Building. I love Steve Jobs, my iPod and my PowerBook.
I love America.
Please, PLEASE, can we be friends again?