25 November, 2004
always, with the downers

typically, i despise "talk" radio... it's more like a cigar-chomping, chest-beating, race-baiting, locker room shoutfest for fascists, in my humble opinion.
strangely enough, there's one i listen to on my late-night exodus from computer fluorescence... simply because it insinuates the braincells in a positive way.
last night, there was a phone-in interview with a member of the FirstNations, relating the story of the first Thanksgiving... which brought home why i've been having this queasy gut reaction to the "turkey-with-awl-the-fixins'", parade-football-gluttony aspect that conflicts with the humble-family-togetherness theme that is supposed to be the foundation.
funny how history changes everything, depending upon the storyteller.
and we still haven't fixed it.

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