Another day set aside for perpetual lying.
(Illustration found here).
As always, Mark Twain notedly recorded the festivities:
“Thanksgiving Day, a function which originated in New England two or three centuries ago when those people recognized that they really had something to be thankful for — annually, not oftener — if they had succeeded in exterminating their neighbors, the Indians, during the previous twelve months instead of getting exterminated by their neighbors, the Indians.
Thanksgiving Day became a habit, for the reason that in the course of time, as the years drifted on, it was perceived that the exterminating had ceased to be mutual and was all on the white man’s side, consequently on the Lord’s side; hence it was proper to thank the Lord for it and extend the usual annual compliments.”
As some US peoples sit down to tables stacked with fatness, to gorge themselves, watch TV for several mind-bungling hours, and supposedly give thanks for the fat-ass and arrogant bounty which came via blood and horror.
US history is a shitload of lies wrapped in fuzzy feelings easily embraced by a population underwhelmed by what the last few hundred years has really wrought and live in a vapor of desire to understand, or maybe even care.
Not all US peoples are so swell: 17.4 million households won’t have such a holiday dinner and nearly 15 percent have had problems sometime during the year with “food insecurity” and food stamp use is at a record 40.8 million folks.
Food stuffs is in the eye of the beholder.
Arthur Silber, who can utilize words that cut like a buttered knife through a bird carcass, has a good recent post titled “A Cause For Genuine Thanksgiving” in response to a new upcoming Wikileaks release reportedly coming this week.
Silber’s money bit:
It must be noted that the U.S. government has yet to offer the smallest particle of evidence that any Wikileaks release has damaged “national security” or jeopardized even a single life.
In starkly unforgiving and murderous contrast, the U.S. government and its military have unleashed an immense amount of suffering, brutality and widespread death in country after country over endless, blood-drenched decades.
The constant, but for most people almost entirely muted, soundtrack of our existence is a howling scream of pain as countless lives are mutilated, deformed and ended.
The overwhelming majority of Americans fail even to notice it.
This is simply the way we live — and die.
When unbearable pain is the never-ending theme, we learn to diminish it or ignore it altogether. For most people, the only “solution” is to deaden their souls more every day — or to slowly go mad.
Most Americans choose to murder themselves in slow motion. In this manner, the world — your world — becomes more brutal with every hour that passes.
Black Friday is tomorrow — a recipe for greed.