I’m not a flag-waving American type; in fact I find nationalism to be an almost purely awful inspiration for anything. It’s tribal, it’s an expression of not even “us”, but of the desire to fear “them”. Inevitably it degrades into irrational hatred. It’s not good.
But it’s March in the United States, and the country – after a Covid break in 2020 – is watching college basketball, and I am enormously happy about it.
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