Thanksgiving: The Forgotten Holiday
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Thanksgiving: The Forgotten Holiday

Deconstructing Thanksgiving

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Thanksgiving: The Forgotten Holiday
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So, it is the end of November, and it's that time of the year where as a society we pretend we give a shit about Thanksgiving. You see numerous posts on social media of people showing their thanks and what not. Hell, there are even articles about what people are thankful for. Surprise, surprise; I am here to call all of you out. Nobody really cares about Thanksgiving.

This was not always the case: there was a long stretch of time when Thanksgiving meant something to people. It was a time of coming together and being grateful to be alive. However, as we now stand in the 2000's era, we are all cynical and nobody is thankful for anything. Nobody has an inch of thanks in them, and nobody is giving. Kind of renders the holiday relatively moot.

It's no new thing where Thanksgiving is as shallow as puddle after a light drizzle. It may have meant something in the past. However, let's take a look at the original Thanksgiving. Let us look back on what started all of this and really think of the ramifications of it. If you have a pair of rose-tint glasses, you'll think the first Thanksgiving was the coming together or Native Americans and Pilgrims. Setting aside their differences and coming together for one meal and being a collective society. Now, if you take off those glasses, you will see it for what it truly was: a power play. Those Pilgrims hoodwinked those poor Native Americans into a false sense of security. The Pilgrims pretended to be open to the Native Americans and their ownership of this land just so they would let their guard down and get a blanket full of Smallpox. This was long before Trump's America. So, when you chow down on that turkey this week, try to avoid seeing images of Native Americans covered in Smallpox.

Taking history out the equation, you'll realize how very little has changed. I'll be the first person to admit that they love their family. Read my other stuff on here and you'll know I'm a total Momma's boy. That being said, you don't really enjoy going home and being with your family for Thanksgiving. It's just as shallow as those pilgrims back at the very first one. You just do it because it is custom. You may not hate the fact that you are with the family, but you aren't giddy about it.

If you haven't noticed, Thanksgiving has taken a real big dip in popularity. Halloween and Christmas are holding down the fort as the powerhouse holidays. Arbor Day is waiting in the shadows ready to take a seat at the plastics table. Thanksgiving is just kind of there these days. There is more excitement for Black Friday than there is for Thanksgiving. That's because consumerism is far more important social connections. Enjoy that sweet deal on radio socks though.

I'll wrap this up with this point. We as a collective whole need to stop being so damn fake and pretending this holiday matters in any way shape or form. Don't post that you are thankful for your pet moose just to get some likes and stupid little hearts. I mean, that's why you are saying that. It's not because you are actually thankful for that moose. Thanksgiving came from a dark beginning, and I will be thankful for the day where we stop pretending it means anything.

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