The traditions of modern Thanksgiving are a celebration of Middle-American mediocrity.
The day is anchored by a boring, bland menu featuring a protein that goes ignored the rest of the year. The tentpole television programming consists of Detroit Lions football, and dated, dreary treacle like Miracle on 34th Street. All of this occurs within the stifling confines of family togetherness.
Thanksgiving is supposed to be about appreciation and gratitude, but I would be most grateful to do away with the day's classic trappings.
Consider this episode of Doug.
Every year, the Town of Bluffington is held hostage by a lifeless pageant to the town's founding. Though the Establishment is resistant to Judy Funnie's contemporary reinterpretation, once presented with her version alongside the original, they realize that meaningless traditions are dead.
Tradition (n.) from the Latin traditum: handed down.
Every year Thanksgiving gets handed down again, yet for whatever reasons, an ever changing country goes back to the same crappy celebration.
This year, my Thanksgiving will be focused on things I'm really thankful for. Chicken nuggets and beer. Happy Thanksgiving!
