National pride… or something…

Apparently today is Sweden’s national day and I am taking notes on my I-do-not-give-a-fuck pad. Why does anyone care about one certain day out of 365 that apparently have some kind of significance to a particular country? In Sweden this day is “celebrated” to commemorate a dictator climbing to power in the 16th century and to remember a day 1809 when a couple of papers were signed said to be some kind of democratic institutional thingies, which they of course aren’t. I have nothing against national pride and I believe that a limited amount of nationalism can be healthy, but why wave flags one day and listen to some fairytale figures that should have been placed on history’s scrapheap a long time ago? Well maybe not as long as HM Prinsessan Madeleine is alive, wow! That woman should be in porn…