This is absolute hogwash and you know it. I long for the day Christmas is no longer allowed for heathens and Thanksgiving and the 4th of July are consigned to the dustbin of history where they belong. And you all will wail and gnash your teeth. And you'll come to me and look up and shout "Save us by showing us how to cope when your holiday is destroyed because a bunch of assholes decided that it should be held to the standard of its original intention!" And I'll look down and whisper "no."
And you and your ilk will write your poems. "First they came for Columbus Day, and I did not speak out, because I don't like Italians. They're greasy and they constantly smell of garlic." And I'll laugh and laugh.
Thank you! Every time I see someone online "reminding" people of the horrors behind the Thanksgiving story, I have to resist the urge to scream at them to just *enjoy the day off*, which is the primary thing 9 in 10 of us are celebrating. Maybe I'll feel differently if I ever have more than a week of paid vacation in a year, but I doubt it.
My obligations tomorrow are to drink coffee, put on some American music, cook, eat, take a nap, eat, watch a couple movies, eat, and read. It will be a day full of the things I enjoy. This is the very best holiday.
This is absolute hogwash and you know it. I long for the day Christmas is no longer allowed for heathens and Thanksgiving and the 4th of July are consigned to the dustbin of history where they belong. And you all will wail and gnash your teeth. And you'll come to me and look up and shout "Save us by showing us how to cope when your holiday is destroyed because a bunch of assholes decided that it should be held to the standard of its original intention!" And I'll look down and whisper "no."
And you and your ilk will write your poems. "First they came for Columbus Day, and I did not speak out, because I don't like Italians. They're greasy and they constantly smell of garlic." And I'll laugh and laugh.
Thank you! Every time I see someone online "reminding" people of the horrors behind the Thanksgiving story, I have to resist the urge to scream at them to just *enjoy the day off*, which is the primary thing 9 in 10 of us are celebrating. Maybe I'll feel differently if I ever have more than a week of paid vacation in a year, but I doubt it.
My obligations tomorrow are to drink coffee, put on some American music, cook, eat, take a nap, eat, watch a couple movies, eat, and read. It will be a day full of the things I enjoy. This is the very best holiday.