Fourth of July

If there is anything that exemplifies the glory of America it’s the movies based on its presidents.

Like Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. It’s dripping with historical accuracy, right?

But what of other presidential cine-feasts?

George Washington: Zombie-Killer

Calvin Coolidge: Cthulhu Whisperer

Speak Softly and Carry a Big Stick: the Theodore Roosevelt Story

Taft’s Big Score

Reagans of the Lost Ark

The Lies the Media Told Me: the Smearing of Dubya

Sarah, Palin and Tall

The Disastrous Presidency: the Carter Years and its sequel, The Rise of Barack Obama

Just because:

If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate, we can not consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

That is America.