The practice of commemorating events with special annual celebrations of lessons to be learned and virtues gained by future generations would seem to be as humanely benevolent as the wish to end world wide starvation. With the exception of Halloween’s celebrating the pagan attitude that life is play, I find that modern, western civilization’s year is loaded to the gills with holidays to exercise self serving hypocrisy and opportunistic exploitation. Today begins the great American consumer's surge of the forty days of thingathon with a kick off feast to thank the creator for the land he made specially for us by consuming a great variety of the life forms with which we share the earth that are not as equal as us. Thanks big guy. Our Weekly Reader explains that when the divinely guided pilgrims arrived on the shores of Lake Gitchyergunnout the savages had a park bench all laid out with a feast of the local cuisine in a show of appreciation for being rescued from their godless ways. And to this day, children, we celebrate Thanksgiving to remember how thankful we should be that the pilgrims tolerated sitting at a table with naked people at least until the meal was over before they wiped them out.
And now in a modern version of the spirit that won the west I give you this little wake up as to what is going on over here while dribblya fights terriers over there.