As I prepare to leave town for the holiday, I wanted to share a few quick thoughts. I'll spare you posting Burrough's “Thanksgiving Prayer,” as I'm sure many others will do today or tomorrow. I'll also spare you a rant on the brutal rape the Native Americans suffered (and continue to suffer, as we see as the Abramoff case unfolds). I'll leave that to better informed people.
I just want to ask you to be thankful to everyone who had a part in bringing you food this year. The animals and plants, to the ranchers and farmers and hunters, everyone involved in food processing, canning, etc., everyone in involved with shipping food around the world and within your country, the grocery store and restaurant workers, your family and friends who prepared you meals, and anyone I may have forgotten. And, if you will, the gods and goddesses and other spirits that made it all possible, or just the awesome power of nature.
"America was never innocent. We popped our cherry on the boat over and looked back with no regrets. You can't ascribe our fall from grace to any single event or set of circumstances. You can't lose what you lacked at conception.
"Mass-market nostalgia gets you hopped up for a past that never existed. Hagiography sanctifies shuck-and-jive politicians and reinvents their expedient gestures as moments of great moral weight. Our continuing narrative line is blurred past truth and hindsight. Only a reckless verisimilitude can set that line straight."
--James Ellroy, American Tabloid
Ensure a Free and Fair Election (Ban Paperless Voting Machines
"The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words."