America’s 250th comes at a moment of great uncertainty in our politics. But there is hope.
As Van Morrison once said, it’s Almost Independence Day. That means we’re getting ready to celebrate the Fourth of July across the nation, and while every July 4 is a reminder (both solemn and joyful) of the glorious achievement and enduring promise of America, this 250th anniversary of our Declaration of Independence seems especially poignant, coming as it does during a moment of great uncertainty in our national politics.
For we live in grave times. Socialism is on the march. It strides forward locked arm in arm with the forces of antisemitism — an ancient hatred reborn unto the left under the guise of “anti-colonialism.” This politics of destruction and resentment flatters itself with the farcically inapposite label “progressive,” even as it cheerfully dedicates itself to the destruction of Western civilization. And in an era of careless, oftentimes corrupt national stewardship, the political triumphs of progressivism seem more sweeping than ever before. Where do we go from here?
At National Review, we know both where we’ve been and where we want to be, so we’re better equipped than most to chart the course ahead — and to explain why this resurgence of socialism must be defeated. But we need your help in order to do so and hope you’ll consider a donation to our webathon as we head into the holiday.
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