I saw you this morning as you were getting your paper, gazing wistfully at that flagpole bracket like it broke your heart in junior year. You want to hang an American flag. It’s summer. Citronella. Popsicles. It’s natural to feel the tug of the stars and stripes.
But what if Craig Doherty—that lawyer for the ACLU who just moved next door—sees it while he’s walking his dog and thinks you’re a Fox News-er? Or that you’ll be yelling about Soros at block parties, or prefacing everything with “As a taxpayer…”?
I’m here to help you.
But first, I gotta bust your chops a little. You liberals made a huge strategic error when you abandoned the flag to the NRA and Facebook “Jesus moms.” Tactically naive, Bob. Symbolic real estate matters.
But relationship repair is a thing, and the flag forgives. You can fly Old Glory and still rep the Blue Dog Democrats. It’s just gonna take a little contextualizing.
Here’s how.