OK first, Krugman is right as usual.
Now, Happy Memorial Day. Today my giant flag flies outside my house right next to my signs for Obama. We have a complicated politics in this house, but we remember our friends and family who served in the military. I always get confused — on Veteran’s day we remeber all Vets (living or dead — did they have to fight in a war? I think the rule is that they had to be active during a war). On Memorial Day we remember everyone who died in a war? Or served in a war and subsequently died whether or not from their war experience?
In any event, since I would argue that some part of you dies/is transformed when you must go to war, here’s to Bob’s late brother, Jim (viet nam); my Grandpa Lee, who for all his “issues” fought in WWII (and whose flag I fly today); my Great Uncle Uncle Morris (WWII), and all the rest.
The kids’ Memorial Day Lesson today was to read the rules for the proper display of the American flag and help me figure out how to hang it properly (when hanging vertically — Blue part on top, to the left, and pointing north or east).