If I hated my country so much that I felt compelled to burn its flag, I’d like to think I’d also have the courage of my convictions to book a flight out. We all have criticisms of where we live — sometimes a long list. Your country is much like your family: annoying, infuriating and, yet, still yours (even if you did try to leave them in the airport that one time).

But burning a flag feels different, almost violent. It isn’t just a matter of words — it’s an act. A physical one. A visceral one. And it seems to reject not just a policy or a leader, but the very idea of the nation itself, right down to the symbol of its identity. And yet, for some people, that’s the whole point.

A few days ago, U.S. President Donald Trump signed an executive order directing the Department of Justice to pr

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