On Thanksgiving day
I actually like Thanksgiving. It’s a reminder of what is good about people and bad about people.
It’s about surviving a tough year in the wilderness with the help of some friends . . . and then driving those friends out of their land. It’s about being thankful for what we have, before hitting the mall to buy more stuff. It’s about getting together with family, until the game comes on TV. It’s about feeding the homeless and forgetting about them. And it’s a deeply spiritual holiday, celebrated by the worship of gluttony.