USA Bastards
Friday, July 4th, 2003The sun is coming down in the Western sky, sending a last wave of orange light over the housetops’ gleaming, symmetrical rows of asphalt shingles. In the lush green backyards of the callous middle-class glow coals saturated with the drippings of freshly seared meat while men in bleached white t-shirts stand over grills, waving metal [...]



