Looks like someone’s calling you out:

SOMEONE HAS TO SAY IT or we are never going to get out of this rut: I am sick and tired of the founding fathers and all their intents. The real American question of our times is how our country in a little over 200 years sank from the great hope to the most backward democracy in the West. The U.S. offers the worst healthcare program, one of the worst public school systems and the worst benefits for workers. The margin between rich and poor has been growing precipitously while it has been decreasing in Europe. Among the great democracies, we use military might less cautiously, show less respect for international law and are the stumbling block in international environmental cooperation. Few informed people look to the United States anymore for progressive ideas. We ought to do something. Instead, we keep worrying about the vision of a bunch of sexist, slave-owning 18th century white men in wigs and breeches. Even in the 18th century, the founding fathers were not the most enlightened thinkers available. They were the ones whose ideas prevailed. Those who favored independence but were not in favor of war are not called founding fathers. John Dickinson of Pennsylvania — with whom John Adams bitterly fought in the Constitutional Congress of 1776 because Dickinson did not believe it was necessary to engage in bloody warfare in order to achieve independence — is not a founding father. You could speak out against slavery and still be a founding father, as long as you did not insist on its abolition, as many did who aren’t in the pantheon.

Update: A reader beats Rick to the punch:

Subject: Someone has to say it:
Wahhh, we’re not Sweden, Wahhhh, we’re not France, Waaaahhhhh, we don’t have socialist underpants!!!
Yes, we’ve fallen so far from our initial socialist utopian promise of continental equality and brotherhood…er…oops, well damn, our roots sucked too, all them damn dead honky founders, English rights and all…hmmm….I guess the bad rut we’re in is…WE’RE (gasp) AMERICANS…
What a predictable [femine hygiene product]. What’s next, he burns a thimble of kerosene under some rabbit wire to prove how great we’d be if only we were Canada and France’s love child?