So there I am, at the fair. I’m making something like my one billionth trip from the motorhome to the sheep barn on the second day when I spot this:
It’s not every day we see guys walking around in armor at the fair. I figure they must be doing some medieval thing at the grandstand show and make a mental note to stop and check it out later in the week. I snapped a quick photo and then rushed through the horse barn.
Something odd was happening. As I’d been walking behind the Black Knight, the Canadian National Anthem was being poorly sung by some youngster. Better than I could do, of course, but hardly American Idol material (or perhaps it was?) In anycase, I expected to hear the announcer jump into the day’s events from that point. Instead, I heard the US anthem being sung. What was that all about? I mean…we’re right up next to the border here, and there are tons of Canadians who come down…but it’s the the USA, right?
I walked through the horse barn and out towards the sheep. The National Anthem was over; I wasn’t going to put a whole lot of effort into thought. I glanced over at the grandstand and saw the Friesian horses beginning to make their way around, so grabbed a photo for y’all. I clicked, then lowered the camera, which is when I realized which flag the first wagon out was flying:
Okay, now at this point I was upset. The US Flag was being flown behind the Canadian flag! Heads stepped in front of me, and I was late getting back to the barn, so I didn’t stay. But I certainly was wondering exactly what was going on in the grandstand. Later I left a comment in the box at the fair office, including my phone number so they could call and explain exactly why they felt the need to fly the Canadian Flag ahead of the US flag while we were on US soil. I mean…this is still the United States I was in, wasn’t it?
A number of people just rather shrugged it off when I said something to them. Perhaps, they suggested, they were honoring Canada during the grandstand show? Doesn’t matter, I replied; if they wanted to honor Canada, they could have circled with the Canadian flag and left the US in the center. Instead, they chose to put another country’s flag, ally or not, ahead of our own.
After a couple of days I had all but forgotten what I’d seen. Too bad I didn’t have the camera with me when I saw it again! To say that I was upset this time would be an understatement. What the heck was going on? One slip in etiquette, perhaps, but to intentionally, all week long, run another countries flag ahead of our own is just too much for this patriotic girl.
The apathy of others concerning the matter of our flag rather surprised me. I wasn’t asking teens or college students, but people my own age or older. They shrugged it off. It seemed to mean little, if anything, to them and left me wondering just how many people cared anymore about our flag and what it represents.
What are your thoughts and feelings on the subject of flag etiquette? Do you feel it was wrong for the fair to fly another country’s flag ahead of their own all week long? Or do you think it’s just a stupid piece of fabric that means nothing? I’d be very interested in hearing your opinions on the subject, and if you think to ask your readers, I’d love to hear from them as well. (I tried making a poll, but Word Press refuses to allow Java Script; City Boy doesn’t like it, either!)
If, like me, you’re upset at having another country’s flag flown ahead of our own, why not let them know at the Northwest Washington Fair? I’m sure they’d love to hear from you!
Long may she wave!