Battletard wrote:
Nationalism is completely retarded for this exact reason.
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The sitter for my portrait happens to be my country, and I have felt at times like the man who does that most exacting of all things, the 'Portrait of the Artist's Mother'.
The Mother, in this case, is notoriously distinguished. Her past is glorious, her achievements are dazzling, her traditions noble, her fame awe-inspiring, and her charm irresistible. I have known her and admired her a long time. I love her dearly.
As I grew older, however (like many sons of famous mothers), I becamse disenchanted with some of her habits, shocked by some of her secret vices, repelled by her corruption, depravity, and shamelessness, and hurt when I discovered that she was not, after all, the shining paragon of virtue I believed her to be when I was young.
Still, I could have no other mother. I could not stop loving her.