Today I saw Captain Amerika pass by at the crowded shopping mall. (It's patriotic to shop!) He was in his used Easy Rider pick-up truck along with his sidekick riding shotgun. All red, white, blue, stars and bars dressed were they like satin with a sheen. Deadly serious clowns. Two large American flags were anchored and raised on poles just behind the cab like a bug with two antennae. Flags so large they were barely able to extenuate in the breeze created by the deliberate slow motion. Provoking patriotism was their intent no doubt, but all I could think about was Wiemar Germany and the Reichstag fire of thirty three.