I’ve yet to discover a place in the metropolitan US where I can’t see the ‘Stars and Bars Stripes’ hanging from a peeling flagpole. To outsiders like me, used to associating flags with pogroms, facists and war, that level of universal patriotism makes us nervous.
George Washington too:
“Guard against the impostures of pretended patriotism.”
- George Washington
So I view the abuse of flags, of all nations, as a refreshing expression of independent thought. A flag only represents the person behind it, and usually they’re an asshole who wants to kill anyone with a different flag.
At Banners, Damsels and Mores (sic) what’s behind the flag is literally an asshole. This prime example of FrontPage era webdesign is committed to chronicling babes wrapped in, around and on old glory (despite everything models know about horizontal stripes making you look heavy).
After perusing the galleries I’m starting to think this may be stealth propaganda; right now I can’t think of America without getting a little chub.
(Who doesn’t love a site that identifies Paris Hilton as ‘heiress/bimbo’?)
Sam, Sam, your non-Americanness is showing.
“The stars and bars” is the term for the flag of the Confederate States of America.
“Stars and Stripes”
Oh, and this whole thing brings to mind so many bad flagpole/salute-type puns, that I’m not going to even bother to list them all here… ’cause I’m lazy.
Chris, Furry - I’m a tard. Corrected.