Happy Thanksgiving

Today I was listening to a discussion on NPR about retail businesses being open on Thanksgiving day, and how right or wrong that decision may be. One of the things I love about public radio is the fact that they support open debate over many topics, with views from both sides.

One person was saying that hey, it’s a business decision, it’s part of the economy, it’s the way things are going now, with such a competitive retail market – stores having to compete with online retailers, yada yada yada.

Another was saying yes, but what is it doing to our society when we can’t even have ONE DAY where folks can take time off and spend with their families?

The response to that was, well, what about all the people NOT in retail who have to work anyways? Police, firefighters, hospital workers, etc. Add to that the fact that many retail workers were jumping at the chance to work the holiday, for the extra pay. Who are we to say they shouldn’t work if they want to?

Then a comment from a caller came in, so angry and vehemently AGAINST the idea that anyone should work on this holiday, and that it just makes everyone look like greedy slobs, having to make money, or needing to go out shopping for that amazing deal only offered at midnight turkey madness. And how embarrassed she was to call herself an American, and lots of other vicious spewing.

To which I say:

Can’t we all just get along?

Personally, I think part of the problem with society today (yeah, I’m going there) is that everyone is looking to blame somebody else for everything that has gone wrong in their life, in the country, the world, you name it. The Conservatives blame the Liberals; the Muslims blame the Jews; the Christians blame the Atheists; the Blacks blame the Whites, who blame Everybody Else – and vice, vice, vice, vice versa.



I’m so sick of it. It’s like a bunch of kids on the playground, all pointing their fingers at each other:

He did it!

No, HE did!

She did it first!

Maybe it’s having a brother with a tumor in his head that puts it all into perspective. The Jews, Blacks, Conservatives, Muslims – nobody put that tumor there. Not even God. It just is, and it sucks. It sucks that he has to go through a week of heavy-duty physical therapy just to be able to remember how to put his pants on or tie his shoes. It sucks that his wife is so worried and stressed out that she had to be hospitalized as well.

So when I hear people bitching about how horrible it is to want to work or shop on Thanksgiving, or, Christians telling people they will “go to hell” if they don’t believe in Creationism or have an abortion, or Hamas bombing Gaza because of WHATEVER IT HAPPENED A THOUSAND YEARS AGO. Just fucking love thy neighbor and get over it.

So tomorrow, break bread, even if it’s with people who irritate you or done you wrong or stole your boyfriend. Just be Thankful you have someone to break bread with. Be Thankful that you have bread to break. Be Thankful that you have the ability to read this, and computer access. Be Thankful that your house didn’t get washed into the ocean. Be Thankful that you can sit around the table with those you love. Even if you less-than-love some of them.

And be Thankful that you don’t have a tumor in your head.

And if you do have a tumor in your head, I love you. I’m sending you a big hug.

And be nice.

Happy Thanksgiving.


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4 thoughts on “Happy Thanksgiving”

  1. You nailed it, so II hope you don’t mind if I put a link to this on my Facebook page…I know too many people that need to hear this, not just for Thanksgiving, but “just because”. And my prayers are with you and your brother and his family….my son has been there and done that and is in remission for the 3rd time in 10 yrs. I know first hand that prayers work. Happy Holidays to you and yours.


    1. Thank you so much, Rilly. Please feel free to share away. I’m so happy to hear of your son’s improved health – may it continue to remain so!
      Happy Holidays and many blessings to you as well. Thanks for reading, and for your comment.


  2. In the words of John Mayer, “Say what you need to say, girl.” Okay, I added the girl part. I think what people are protesting when they freak out about stores being open on holidays is the commercialism that can, at times, disconnect us from our humanity. We see the news coverage of people behaving aggressively and assume they care more about products than other people. And maybe some of them do, but I don’t think it’s because of a lack of faith/religion or a degrading of family values. I think it’s because they want to save money. And if you want to get to the root of that problem, you better take a hard look at if we give EVERY person an opportunity to get an education, secure a fulfilling job, and earn a fair wage…in other words, does every person in this country have equal opportunities to build a meaningful life and develop high self-esteem? If people are given these opportunities, they’ll tend to be the same people who don’t buy into commercialism’s hypnotic power.

    I also think we must separate out the people who want to work on holidays from this argument. These people may find more meaning in earning money to support themselves and their families than in having a holiday off. They may also find it less stressful (yes, holidays are stressful) or their duty, like with fire or police professionals. Still, I think businesses need to honor employees who want (and need) a day off. As for all those shoppers, I agree with you, Heidi, if you want to go out and buy shit on Thanksgiving, go nuts. I have an opinion, but will only apply it to my choices and behavior. But if you do hit these sales, remember that that person you just shoved out of the way to get the last Penelope Peepee doll (the one you plan to sell at a mark-up on eBay) may be buying that toy for their niece who’s living with a brain tumor.

    Oh, and here’s an idea…screw Black Friday and shop local, where your money stays in the community and you get unique, cool gifts. Penelope Peepee will break after four diaper changes, but that hand-made necklace or sock monkey or book by the local author will stick with the recipient (in gesture, if not in tangible form) for years to come.

    Great post. Thanks for giving us all a place to share our thoughts.


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