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Secure your pets tonight! Happy 250th Birthday America 🇺🇸

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Happy Birthday America!

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Proud to keep America moving! Happy 4th of July from Voyager Nation Inc. 🇺🇸 Stay safe and enjoy the holiday!

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Happy 250th Birthday, America.

Dear America... You're Welcome.

For the next 24 hours...

Politicians will tell you how much they love America.

Corporations will change their logos to red, white, and blue.

People who haven't stood up for the National Anthem in ten years will suddenly become constitutional scholars on Facebook.

Everybody will be patriotic.

For exactly one weekend.

Then Monday comes.

And America goes back to work.

Or more accurately...

Truckers do.

Here's a question.

When was the last time you looked at an eighteen-wheeler and thought...

"That guy is carrying my life."

Probably never.

You looked at the truck.

You got annoyed because it was passing another truck.

You complained it was too slow.

You squeezed between the trailer and the guardrail because saving six seconds apparently determines the outcome of your entire existence.

Then you forgot the truck ever existed.

Funny thing is...

That truck remembered you.

It was carrying your groceries.

Your gasoline.

Your medicine.

Your Amazon addiction.

Your dog's food.

Your kid's diapers.

The beer in your refrigerator.

The fireworks you'll blow up tonight.

The American flag hanging on your porch.

The grill you're standing next to.

Hell...

There's a decent chance the toilet paper you're reading this from arrived on the back of a truck.

You're welcome.

Nobody notices trucking...

Because trucking is doing its job.

You only notice us when we stop.

COVID proved that.

Remember those empty grocery shelves?

Funny how the smartest people on television suddenly discovered truck drivers exist.

For one week...

America remembered who actually keeps this country breathing.

Then toilet paper came back.

Everybody forgot again.

People say...

"Truck drivers are the backbone of America."

No.

Backbones are hidden.

Truckers are the circulatory system.

Stop the blood...

The body dies.

Stop trucking...

America becomes a third-world country in about seventy-two hours.

That's not an opinion.

That's inventory management.

I came to America chasing exactly what this country promised.

Not comfort.

Opportunity.

Those two words get confused a lot these days.

America never promised anybody comfort.

America promised...

"If you've got the guts to bet on yourself...

We'll stay out of your way."

That's the greatest business model ever invented.

I showed up with an accent.

No money.

No connections.

No rich uncle.

Nobody waiting to hand me success.

Just one truck.

A lot of bad English.

A ridiculous amount of confidence...

Which, looking back...

Wasn't confidence.

It was ignorance.

Fortunately...

Sometimes ignorance is exactly what courage looks like before reality arrives.

Then reality arrived.

With interest.

Breakdowns.

Bad brokers.

Engine failures.

Wrong hires.

Wrong partners.

Wrong decisions.

Wrong everything.

I've made enough business mistakes to teach a college course called...

"How Not to Run a Trucking Company."

The only problem?

College professors usually haven't actually done any of them.

I have.

Repeatedly.

People ask...

"Big Mike... why are you so passionate about trucking?"

Because trucking gave me something no politician ever could.

Ownership.

Responsibility.

Consequences.

Freedom.

Not freedom as a hashtag.

Real freedom.

The kind where if you're stupid...

You pay for it.

The kind where if you're smart...

You benefit from it.

The kind where excuses don't finance truck payments.

Owner-operators understand something the world is forgetting.

Nobody owes you freight.

Nobody owes you success.

Nobody owes you profit.

Nobody owes you respect.

You earn every damn one of them.

Load by load.

Week by week.

Year by year.

Here's the part nobody wants to hear.

America doesn't have a trucking shortage.

America has an appreciation shortage.

Everybody loves cheap freight.

Nobody wants to pay for it.

Everybody wants stocked shelves.

Nobody wants trucks near their neighborhood.

Everybody wants next-day delivery.

Nobody wants distribution centers.

Everybody wants freedom.

Nobody wants the responsibility that comes with it.

That's cute.

Reality doesn't negotiate.

And to every owner-operator...

Let me tell you something.

You don't drive a truck.

You drive a small business with eighteen wheels.

You're the CEO.

The accountant.

The mechanic.

The janitor.

The dispatcher.

The safety department.

The customer service representative.

The collections department.

The overnight security guard.

The therapist.

The emergency response team.

And occasionally...

The idiot who forgot to check if the trailer doors were actually locked.

We've all been there.

Don't lie.

People ask me if trucking is worth it.

Wrong question.

The better question is...

Are YOU worth trucking?

Because trucking will expose every weakness you have.

Lazy?

It'll find you.

Disorganized?

It'll bankrupt you.

Arrogant?

It'll embarrass you.

Emotional?

It'll eat you alive.

Patient...

Disciplined...

Honest...

Humble...

Those people survive.

Sometimes even thrive.

America didn't make me successful.

America gave me permission to try.

There's a difference.

The truck made me successful.

The mistakes made me successful.

The failures made me successful.

The owner-operators I've met over the last twenty years made me successful.

This industry...

As dysfunctional...

Chaotic...

Sleep-deprived...

Overregulated...

Beautifully insane...

As it is...

Built my life.

I owe trucking more than trucking owes me.

So while everybody else is posting filtered fireworks...

I want to raise a beer to the people watching fireworks through a dirty windshield.

To the husband missing another barbecue.

To the wife holding the family together while he's somewhere in Wyoming.

To the dispatcher still answering the phone.

To the mechanic covered in grease on a holiday.

To the fuel island cashier.

To the warehouse guy working third shift.

To every invisible human being keeping America moving while everyone else celebrates America moving.

You are the celebration.

Happy 250th Birthday, America.

You are still the greatest country on Earth.

Not because you're perfect.

Because you still give stubborn, slightly crazy people the chance to build something from absolutely nothing.

And to every truck driver...

Thank you.

Not for delivering freight.

For delivering possibility.

Because every single mile you drive quietly whispers something the rest of the world desperately wants to believe...

That ordinary people can still build extraordinary lives.

Happy Birthday, America.

Now quit reading.

The load isn't going to deliver itself.

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What drives you more — money or freedom?

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Is trucking part of your identity or just a job?

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Should there be a minimum rate per mile set by law?

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