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by The Alchemist, Unknown News
June 20, 2006
To: Chief Mothballer
Smithsonian Institution
Washington, DC
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From: Liberty Enlightening the World
Liberty Island, New York Harbor
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Dear Sir or Madam:
Please consider this my request to be added to your collection under the Quaint Americana wing. It is long past time that I be relocated and lovingly preserved as a fascinating chapter in American History, a symbol of the founding principle of Liberty, now long dead these past decades.
I have had my day in the sun. Over 43,000 of them, in fact, and fact is, most of them were wonderful. The happy buzz of stirred souls as new immigrants first beheld my lamp from afar, beckoning them out of the dreary dark sea to America, and a new life. My, how they marveled at such a place, and I was proud to be your welcoming Ambassador.
At first, you know, there was some local grumbling about the cost of my installation, but over the years, first New York, and then the whole country adopted me as a favorite, a symbol near as synonymous with America as the bald eagle, or Uncle Sam (yeech!, hairy old goat) or even Old Glory.
But those days are gone, dead and gone, and my presence here, with the bold words now made mockery by the hateful rhetoric being produced and consumed by your countrymen, is now woefully shameful.
Please remove me before my bad days outnumber my good. I want to have pleasant memories of my time in the salt spray while unspoiled schoolchildren gaze up at me in mute wonder, and take my place in their childhood pantheon of
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Please, please, take me down.
Maybe you can pawn me off on Canada, or give me back to France…
Just whatever you do, do it quick, I beg of you.
Or I will scream.
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Santa Claus, Easter Bunny, et al. Lady Liberty, who lights the way to freedom and enlightenment. Yeah, I would like that.
I think it was the stolen elections that put the final nail in it. That, and the huge, miasmic nothingness of your souls gone recalcitrant and dead to all but the crassest stimulation. To tell the truth, I want to hide. I am ashamed to be your symbol, my once proud face stained with the blood of innocents. Please, please, take me down. Maybe you can pawn me off on Canada, or give me back to France… Just whatever you do, do it quick, I beg of you. Or I will Scream. And you really don’t want that…
Sincerely,
The statue in the harbor.
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