Even in elementary school, I found it strange to pledge allegiance to a flag. Being loyal to my country, fine, but a piece of cloth?
I’m also old enough to remember standing in our schoolyard and being told to add under God to the pledge. Even at that young age I knew it was un-American to mix religion with politics, so when the school principal said that the phrase was not required, I took that to heart and didn’t and don’t say it. Not having to say ‘under God’ makes me proud to be an American.
Since moving to North Carolina 40 years ago, I’ve learned much about our Civil War, when Southern states went to war against the part of the country that bore the American flag.
I’m glad that the Confederate battle flag is not as common here as when we moved here, but I’m puzzled when I see our fascists bearing the American flag, as, for example, when they invaded the Capital of the United States.
Now after seeing their rebel flag, I realize that when they see the American flag, they really see this: