This is a wild world. We give nationwide thanks, while an employee opens the doors to one of the most horrendous retail stores in greeting, & gets trampled to death by the waiting, fenzied mob anxious to get a bargain on something new.
As I was about to eat my thanksgiving breakfast pumpkin pie off of a plate that is near sixty years old, and drink my coffee from a mug that's nearly forty I am thankful that I came up in a time and place where frugality was prized.
I cannot pinpoint in my personal timeline when the shift to such gorging started full swing. Creeping up as it did. One day we are watching Dickens' Scrooge and vowing to never go there again and next it's beyond Scrooge and all of those false compassion trappings... A million galaxies away. Watching the images and sympathizing with the people in lives created & driven by images has little apparently little application in flesh &blood life.
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