I hate Memorial Day. It’s a day for war porn and selective memory cementing the illusion of American Freedom(™) in public culture. We are told to grieve the fallen — who have died in foreign lands, for wars that benefit Empire but not their own families — we are told to remember the soldiers. But memory, like everything else, is political. What we are forced to remember versus what we are forced to forget, who is acceptable for a public mourning, and what stories get carved into stone are all part of a broader machinery of Empire.
