I watched the fireworks from our humble yet awesome rooftop last night. It was actually a spectacular view–you could see the big 34th street show as well as the Statue of LIberty/South Street Sea Port show and another show in Brooklyn.

The gloomy weather lead me to a weird realization. The 4th of July is to celebrate our independence from the King and Queen, but I wonder if the use of fireworks in the celebrations stems from the fact that we’re actually celebrating war. The overcast skies created a scene of obscured flashes in the clouds, bright explosions near ground level and loud distant booms. Comparing it to the constructed revolutionary battle scenes from movies, (John Adams, awesome), I’d say the two are eerily similar.