It’s the middle of the work week, but it’s a national holiday—specifically the holiday for celebrating the founding date of this nation—so it’s understandable that your thoughts are more focused on barbecued meats and fireworks over your usual day-to-day concerns. Or maybe, in the midst of downing that third or fourth beer later this evening over smell of burning charcoal, you hope to forget that disaster of the presidential debates because you know this country deserves an injection of youth into the echelons of its overseers. You are probably itching for some good news.