Clearly, America is going through one of our more-than-occasional identity crises, of who the hell are we and what the hell do we really stand for? Is that vision of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness really for everyone? Seems like a no-brainer, yet for all our positive idealism we didn’t get it right in 1776 — not for black or indigenous peoples, or even for women — and then we botched the do-over in 1865, and now there are far too many on our soil — from the blood-stained Twitter fingers in the Oval Office to young men with a manifesto and an AK-47 — who yet again want to steal the American dream for whites only. And so here comes Hong Kong, of all places, to jolt us with a reminder of the joy and wonder of the true meaning of America...if we can keep it.