Rand Nelson

You've probably heard this before, but it's always worth repeating. Something extremely cool about the "Star-spangled Banner," the American national anthem, is that it asks a question, and it's the question at the heart of everything in the American worldview. "Oh, say, can you see By the dawn's early light What so proudly we hailed At the twilight's last gleaming..." So the anthem begins with a question and a scene. One man, a patriot, is asking another man, another patriot, "can you see it?" at sunrise after a long, dangerous night. The "it" in question is going to be revealed to be the flag, our "star-spangled banner," which they had last fully recognized and honored as the sun set, daylight failed, and night crept over them the evening before. Can you see it? Say! Can you see it?! IS IT STILL THERE?! "Whose broad stripes and bright stars Through the perilous fight O'er the ramparts we watched Were so gallantly streaming..." Here we find that the "it" is in fact the flag, our star-spangled banner, and we learn why the question is being asked. The flag is described as having flown and streamed gallantly over ramparts of war through a perilous fight. All could have been lost. The flag, and even the fledgling country for which it stands, one nation under God and indivisible. Say! Can you see it? Now that the light is back? IS IT STILL THERE?! "--And the rockets' red glare, The bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night That our flag was still there!--" They could see it through the battle in the light of the rockets and bombs that threatened them, here and there in quick glimpses. But it was still there throughout! But now? At dawn? Say! Can you see? IS IT STILL THERE?! "Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free And the home of the brave?" The urgency is palpable with every refrain. They have to know. It's the first thing they must know as the sun begins to light the sky, even before it rises. IS IT STILL THERE?! Say! Say!! Can you see? Can you see it?! At the heart of every American beats the fundamental truth and reality that what we have here is precious, that it's worth fighting for, to the death if necessary, and that it's fragile. That at any moment it can be lost. That we have to remember to look for it because last night might have been the night in which it failed. Every day, every year, every generation. The American fight for freedom, to live in self-governance within ordered liberty, is ongoing and never-ending. The price of the land of the free is that it must be the home of the brave. We have to defend it, defend it, and defend it again, against all enemies foreign and domestic, because what we have is amazing, rare, fragile, and worth every cent of treasure, every drop of blood, and every risk to our sacred honor to protect it. Our anthem is not a declaration. It is not a proclamation. It is not a statement. It is a question. Every time we sing our wholly unique national anthem, we as American ask the question again. IS IT STILL THERE?! Are we still America? Does that star-spangled banner yet wave? Because it's a question, the answer is not known. It is not a guarantee. It cannot be taken for granted and isn't. And what an honor to ask and take up our part in the story, in the American Experiment, in the greatest country the world has ever known. For tonight, the last night of our first 250 years, as the sun gave way to twilight's last gleaming and darkness overtook our land once again, the answer was still yes. We can see it even tonight in the red glare of rockets, with small bombs bursting in air, fill the sky with the noble tribute of fireworks once again. And we all ask ourselves, will it still be flying at dawn? This is what it means to be an American. Happy 250th, America! Now for many happy returns! 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸