Thanksgiving used to be my favorite holiday. As a matter of fact, it was the only holiday I celebrated. Most of the other ones are religious, or more for children, and as I am neither, they eventually became like any other day to me. I always looked forward to Thanksgiving; sitting around, eating, drinking, chatting, and watching movies, all to wretched excess, and, of course, giving Thanks.
It seems that something else is replacing this very family-oriented holiday, and it’s called Black Friday. Flagrant and naked commercialism is increasingly smothering Thanksgiving and superseding it, turning it from a blessing to a curse. This horrible day, the aptly-named Black Friday, to me signifies everything wrong with people, and this country, in general.
Instead of celebrating Thanksgiving, they are literally camping out in areas adjacent to malls, shopping centers, and of course, Walmarts. No longer do people tell me what they ate, drank or who they saw on Thanksgiving. Now, it's all about the "deals" they got on Black Friday. Despicable. Disgusting. Deplorable. What is this country really coming to? I thought the blatant commercialism of Christmas was bad enough; perhaps we should change the name from "Thanksgiving" to "Thanks Walmart" or “Thanks Amazon”. Sad.
There's certainly no appreciation being shown, except maybe the merchants who designed this sorry state of affairs and watch their accounts go from red to black, hence the name, “Black Friday.” Let the suckers duke it out over parking spaces and big-screen TV's and clothes for their kids; I'll be at home, or at a friend's house, smoking pot, drinking cocktails, munching on something tasty, and laughing at them the whole time, but also kind of sad for them, too.