in the middle of it all. i haven't watched sports since i quit drinking much but this week i did watch some tennis. i think of sports and nationalism how sadly they entwine and this week of course they trotted out the smarmy red white and blue ribbons and the tired empty phrase never forget. the problem is we never remember. the truth. what america really means. a wall of lies in the homeland and wars and occupations across the world. i started into the living room and was repulsed by america the beautiful. how sadly we combine.