I love America

I am blessed to be an American. I live in a nation where an identity crisis is expected. The transition from boy to man is not complete without a questioning of everything one believes. I don't know what makes me an American, and in that way I become an American. A nation of the individual, that is America. I feel no great ties to this nation because my love for it comes in the acceptance of its values. Yes, the individual. Yes, the good of the many. Yes, the power to decide. These truths I hold self-evident. This love is latent, but there. I love this country. What could be better? A lack of opportunity? An inability to change my standing? God is on our side here.
America is the greatest country on Earth because we give everyone the idea of the possibility to fix its incredibly fucked-up problems.