patriotism

in the light of the iraq war, from the viewpoint of 18 in rural northern middle tennessee, aside from being however distinct of other populations, i'm not that sure what makes america coherent. we all speak english, and we're sort of american-seeming, but i feel enmity to californians, and mainards, and michiganians. we cross paths and they don't know of my southern honor culture, they are not easy going, and in other words there is enmity between us.
on the other hand, i feel really close to my state, my grand division, my county and my town. my county and my town are pretty much the same thing. there's this spirit that runs through my school's halls, like a discorporate floating stream, and it feels like "The Wildcat" and torn A.C.L.'s and lean pale arms...clasping, holding this basketball between them with magnetic fields, swooshing between people and dunking it through an orange ring with feminine athletic mystique. the colors blue and white are also noticeable.