On this Fourth of July, I’m not lighting sparklers or flipping burgers. I’m reading the Declaration of Independence and thinking about the fifty-six men who signed it—knowing full well they were signing away their safety, their fortunes, and in some cases, their lives. This isn’t a day of celebration. It’s a day of reckoning. Because 249 years later, the document they risked everything to create is under threat. So I’ve written a new declaration—not of independence, but of defiance. The question now is simple: how many of us are willing to sign it?
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Declaration of Defiance, July 4, 2025
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On this Fourth of July, I’m not lighting sparklers or flipping burgers. I’m reading the Declaration of Independence and thinking about the fifty-six men who signed it—knowing full well they were signing away their safety, their fortunes, and in some cases, their lives. This isn’t a day of celebration. It’s a day of reckoning. Because 249 years later, the document they risked everything to create is under threat. So I’ve written a new declaration—not of independence, but of defiance. The question now is simple: how many of us are willing to sign it?