Thursday, November 26, 2015

From the Comfort of a Dreamer's Bed...

"Here in Britain, of course, it's Thank Fuck
We Got Those Jesus Bastards On The Boat Day!"
- Warren Ellis

Whatever your plans are for Thanksgiving and wherever those plans shall take you, do all that you can do to make the day enjoyable for yourself and for at least one other person too.  The other person whose day you make might, in fact, be a person whose acquaintance you shall not directly make today - or on any day for that matter.  He or she may, instead, be a person who benefits from your generosity, whether your generosity manifests itself in money, in time, or in some other way altogether.

Here, in the middle of the second decade of the twenty-first century, we the people of these United States expend an extraordinary amount of energy attempting to define the world - and our role in it - in terms of black-and-white.  Silly us.  Even once upon a lifetime ago, before America was introduced to the splendor of technicolor, and television was black-and-white, the world was then as it is now.  It is just so many shades of gray.    

And speaking of gray, while wrestling with how to make a multi-colored peg fit into a monochromatic hole, perhaps that time would be better spent inquiring as to why you are making the effort to do so.   On this, our "American holiday", during which a sizable percentage of the populous shall invariably spend a substantial part of the day viewing football, consider this.  

When football was played at the first Thanksgiving, the Pilgrims (a/k/a "the Jesus Bastards") wore the gray uniforms of the visiting team.  The privilege of calling the opening coin toss belonged to them rather than to their hosts, the Native Americans of the Wampanoag Tribe, which toss they won.  They elected to receive.   

Neither black nor white.  


Same as it ever was. 

Happy Thanksgiving...  


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