So you know about the War of 1812 and Ft. McHenry and Francis Scott Key writing the song that someone has to perform before the Superbowl can happen. But a few miles from where I sit the Brits showed up, and due to poor tactical decisions, they were able to kick ass, make their way down the Anacostia River and have a big sausage roast and sing-song around the embers of D.C.
So we're havin' a partay to celebrate!
On the one hand this is better than the sullen, non-stop promises that Next Time Things Will Be Different Just You Wait, from the great-great-grandsons of the Confederacy.
But ... A musical?