Thanks-taking

I don't intend to make this exact same accolade every year, but maybe I do. I am not willing to look back at last year's journal entry or old blogs to see.  But anyway, happy Thankstaking to all. Indeed enjoy yet another celebration of the European invasion (and subsequently established U.S. government) conquest of the indigenous people of North America. It's a wonderful country, and I'm sure you enjoy being here as much as I do. And I enjoy celebrating that our European ancestors made it possible for me to be here.

The euphemistic name of the holiday that most folks call it (Thanksgiving) is rediculous because the aboriginal people of what we call "America" did not joyfully chose to give their land and lives to the invading European/U.S. hordes. So I call the celebration "Thanks-taking". The 'Thanks' part then becomes an appropriately sarcastic scorn, instead of a euphemistic slap in the collective aboriginal face, and I can enjoy my turkey without the sour aftertaste of hypocrisy.

But, I am thankful, with respect to this celebration, that our ancestors did not kill them all, and that a lineage of several aboriginal nations and their culture continue to survive.

Live long and prosper my brethren of ancestral adversary.