Thanksgiving Basics
On an routine phone call with my still intellectually engaged and socially active ninety year old Mom, tonight, she was expressing her
gratitude for many family and numerous other blessings over the years. Last one, and she had done the math, "Bob, can you believe
this will mark ninety Thanksgivings, almost 33,000 days. No idea how many breaths,,, but I do know each one fit my lungs perfectly."
Best Thanksgiving Wishes to You and Your Family.
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Originally posted by Grampy BobbyYour mother is 90? My husband turns 89 in just a few minutes...plays clarinet in a band, a tenor sax for church specials and in nursing homes to "old" folks often younger than he. And is still trim and handsome to boot! He never drank or smoked his entire life. I wonder what some of these youngsters on drugs will be like when they are in their 50's.
Thanksgiving Basics
On an routine phone call with my still intellectually engaged and socially active ninety year old Mom, tonight, she was expressing her
gratitude for many family and numerous other blessings over the years. Last one, and she had done the math, "Bob, can you believe
this will mark ninety Thanksgivings, almost 33,000 days. ...[text shortened]... ne fit my lungs perfectly."
Best Thanksgiving Wishes to You and Your Family.
-gb
Originally posted by ale1552Thanks for your thoughtful post, Ale. It asserts itself pleasantly amid the anticipated feeble hijacking efforts and mindless trash.
Your mother is 90? My husband turns 89 in just a few minutes...plays clarinet in a band, a tenor sax for church specials and in nursing homes to "old" folks often younger than he. And is still trim and handsome to boot! He never drank or smoked his entire life. I wonder what some of these youngsters on drugs will be like when they are in their 50's.
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyHappy Thanksgiving GB, I sometimes regret that in my country we don't celebrate that one, but I get compensated for that by the fact that my wife makes every day of the year Thanksgiving day for me.
Thanksgiving Basics
On an routine phone call with my still intellectually engaged and socially active ninety year old Mom, tonight, she was expressing her
gratitude for many family and numerous other blessings over the years. Last one, and she had done the math, "Bob, can you believe
this will mark ninety Thanksgivings, almost 33,000 days. ...[text shortened]... ne fit my lungs perfectly."
Best Thanksgiving Wishes to You and Your Family.
-gb
I would like to quote here, as a balance to the unbelievable Marta-Stewartness of Grande Blobby, a sweet piece from the laureated Canadian realist poet, Mr. H. of Hecate:
Yes, as we gorge ourselves on turkey, let's give thanks. We have much to be thankful for afterall. Particularly that we aren't on the receiving end of this two-fold genocidal celebration. Not just a Holiday, but a Holy Day of thanks where we gather together and celibrate the genocide of the Native Americans by snuffing out millions of turkeys. Who am I to stand against such a sacred event.
So, by all means, be thankful. Be thanful that you're the invader and not the invadee. The exploiter and not the exploited. The dominator and not the dominated. A glutonous celebration of thievery, colonization and genocide. Pray to your God or Gods and thank them for allowing your ancestors to crush legions of a simple, spiritual people under their hob nail boot heels. I can almost smell the gunpowder and hear the hollow thunk of a musket ball slamming into the spine of a squaw as she covers her screaming infant. I can almost feel the scratchy wool of small pox ridden blankets as it's draped over a young indian girl being tucked in for the night. Mmmm, mmm, good, I can't wait for a drumstick.
I wonder, how would we react to the Germans celebrating the Holocaust with a huge feast? Perhaps this gathering will be accompanied by the traditional burning of the Jew log on a roaring fire. Much drinking and gluttony will follow.
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Thanksgiving Prayer
Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shat out through wholesome
American guts.
Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin' lawmen,
feelin' their notches.
For decent church-goin' women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.
Thanks for "Kill a Queer for
Christ" stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where
nobody's allowed to mind the
own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the
memories-- all right let's see
your arms!
You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.
-- William Burroughs
Audio: http://bcmedia.brooklyn.cuny.edu/modlang/fgc/thanksgivingprayer.mp3