One Wedding, a Heatwave, Fireworks and a Eulogy

What a July 4th weekend in NYC!

New York doesn’t readily come to mind as one of the British colonies that revolted against the Crown. With the Battle of Brooklyn, New York City fell to the British early in the campaign. For the duration of the Revolutionary War, New York City was British-occupied.

New York was a bit ambivalent about independence from the outset. In fact, it initially abstained from adopting the Declaration of Independence.

It was an indifference very much unlike intrepid and rowdy New Englanders, who, over time, evolved into crazy Boston Red Sox fans. Virginia also demonstrated a higher level of commitment in fighting for American freedom. Virginians supplied the Commander-in-Chief of the Continental Army, George Washington. The drafters of both the Declaration of Independence (Thomas Jefferson) and the Constitution (James Madison) were favorite sons of Virginia.

Despite its wishy-washy, half-baked beginnings—and the beating it took from Hessian mercenaries—New York improbably ended up as America’s first marquee state. It always had that flair for flashy premiers and parades. Broadway would become known as the Great White Way of illumination; Madison Avenue was where all those taste-making slogans got concocted.

New York always attracted stars and grabbed the headlines. George Washington was sworn into office as America’s first president at Federal Hall on Wall Street. New York City was, for a short time, the capital of the United States!

The new progressive, Islamist Mayor of New York City, Zohran Mamdani, is seen as a political aberration. But maybe he fits in perfectly, given his city’s history of cynical patriotism and shameless showboating. What better pulpit from which to govern as America’s leading anti-American mayor?

He certainly was a sight to see when he hauled out Washington’s desk as a prop to deliver a July 4th address to the entire nation. (Why waste words on a New York City constituency when he has the hot political hand and aspirations beyond City Hall?)

More about that, later.

The bigger local draw, however, was the wedding nuptials of musical superstar Taylor Swift and Super Bowl winning tight end, Travis Kelce. Hosted at Madison Square Garden before 1,000 A-list onlookers—at a price tag estimated to run as much as $25 million—it overshadowed the Big Apple’s July 4th celebration, which featured fireworks off the East River and flyovers along the Hudson River of America’s military might.

In terms of spectacle, the exclusive indoor wedding trounced the outdoor aerial show.

Swift and Kelce are not native New Yorkers. Madison Square Garden is a decidedly atypical matrimonial venue. Swift was seen courtside screaming her vocalist’s lungs out when the New York Knicks recently won the NBA Championship. Maybe it made sense that she would tie the knot where Knicks players recently cut down the nets. She apparently invited the starting five as wedding guests.

The wedding, and “The Life of a Showgirl,” probably should be showcased in New York. Unfortunately, Swift was unable to “shake off” a national heatwave.

All throughout the July 4th weekend, the heat-index in New York City reached as high as 110 degrees. Mayor Mamdani advised New Yorkers to set their air-conditioning thermostats to 78 degrees to avert blackouts. (Do his supporters realize this was their first glance at socialist rationing?) ConEd reduced citywide voltage everywhere except at Madison Square Garden. In fact, massive, industrial-strength AC units were brought in to treat wedding guests to Arctic climates.

Surrounding streets were closed off. Traffic snarled and the concrete jungle heaved with heat. Commuters were forced underground into sweltering subways. Meanwhile, a gateway carved from public streets and barricaded from the great unwashed made it possible for the tuxedo-and-gown set to wade into Madison Square Garden without breaking a sweat.

Inside, Adam Sandler officiated the wedding without any rabbinic ordination. It didn’t matter to masses of antisemites on social media, who denounced Swift and Kelce for allowing a genocide-enabler to pronounce them man and wife. Didn’t the ignorant horde realize that the bride and groom had more than one Jewish friend? Paul Rudd, Jack Antonoff, Gracie Abrams, Aaron Dessner, Benny Blanco and the Haim sisters attended the nuptials. (Are any of them, actually, Zionists?)

Not to worry, the holy trinity of Jew-haters Dua Lipa, Emma Stone and Gigi Hadid were in the Garden, too—not to catch the bouquet, but if the occasion presented itself, to scream, “Free Palestine!”

An occasion to hate the Great White West did arise, however—courtesy of Mayor Mamdani’s predictably dour and dire anti-American words of disunity. The fact that he was doing so from behind the desk of America’s Founding Father was both tone-deaf and crudely blind. It was a deliberate spoiling of the national celebration.

This mayor was giving the finger to America. George Washington would have been appalled.

Mamdani turned the milestone of America’s 250th birthday into a national indictment. He utterly refused to express joy for the world’s oldest experiment in representative democracy. He had no interest in acknowledging the political imagination that gleaned from Enlightenment values the moral imperatives of personal autonomy and the consent to be governed. He begrudged the United States’ past 250 years as the single greatest incubator of human achievement and economic opportunity the world has ever known.

Why else do we have such an immigration problem? Swifties, and everyone else, know “All Too Well” what happens to those who avail themselves of American opportunities.

But that’s not the opinion of New York City’s mayor. He chose to devalue and discredit all of America’s enviable accomplishments. He delivered a eulogy, not a congratulatory message. He said powerful people in America believe freedom “belongs only to those with the right accent or the right shade of skin.” He called such people, and implicitly the nation, not exceptional or even great, but rather “small,” “weak,” and “unoriginal.”

New York City’s mayor chose to devalue and discredit all of America’s enviable accomplishments. He delivered a eulogy, not a congratulatory message.

He described immigration enforcement as “masked agents terrorizing our streets … spiriting them away in unmarked vans.” He said nothing about how those being deported had entered the United States illegally. He ignored that many committed crimes and were less than exemplary neighbors.

As for America being the land of opportunity, Mamdani dismissed the idea entirely. He impugned the United States for allowing fortunes to be amassed only by a “precious few . . . for whom negligence is a business model.” Does this explain why he is shaming billionaires— giving them every reason to take their job creation, and donations to cultural institutions, to more tax-friendly places like Florida?

The more the smug mayor speaks, the more he decimates his city’s tax base.

This is the man voters entrusted as caretaker for the financial capital of the world? The progressive movement that brought him to this moment in American history sees the United States only in racial and tribalist terms—hierarchies that must be dismantled for reasons of equity and inclusion, regardless of merit or effort.

This latest socialist craze is spearheaded by effete individuals who feel unjustly deprived of the happiness they are too lazy, bitter, and blame-shifting to pursue.

This latest socialist craze is spearheaded by effete individuals who feel unjustly deprived of the happiness they are too lazy, bitter, and blame-shifting to pursue.

Taylor Swift brought her expensive “Love Story” to New York City this July 4th. At the same time, Mayor Mamdani turned up the heat on his American hate.