Our American Dream

It happened like this:

She explained that The American Dream is freedom.

“Heresy! Truancy! Lies! BULLSHIT!” I screamed, pointing at her; staring deep into her eyes; searching her soul for the truth. “WITCH!”

Christopher Gorman, a poet from the Bronx, and myself, a writer living in Pittsburgh, have analyzed, studied, dissected and concluded that The American Dream is no such thing! No. No. No!

The American Dream, my friends, is four things: Sparklers on the 4th of July! The Little League World Series! Receiving oral sex! The first snowfall of the winter season! Combined, these, this, is The American Dream!

No. No. No! Croatians and Germans and Hispanics, they may dream of The American Freedom, but Freedom is not The American Dream!

Joy on our Nations most sacred of holidays!; that will never die! Children playfully playing baseball!; oh, the innocence! The pleasure of a blowjob!; the pleasure! The snow falling from the sky on a Monday night in early December!; the joy!; the tranquility! These Dreams, combined, my friends, are the constant, the absolute and they will never die!

THAT IS THE AMERICAN DREAM!

Everyone began to applaud.

This is what I saw in my head, Chris -- myself, flipping the shit, giving her The Truth that we have discovered! Freedom is fine, but there is more to The American Dream that just freedom! What will we do with that freedom?!?

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