I’ve come to grips with the reality that there are some aspects of my childhood that will simply not be repeated for future generations. Things like: watching a black-and-white TV with a set of rabbit-ears and having the incredible choice of three channels, watching the McDonald’s being built and counting the days until Ronald McDonald would whip out his huge scissors and the first Big Mac in town would be sold, and hearing from the pulpit that our faith should be shown, not shouted.
And I’m wondering how long it will be until Thanksgiving disappears. Christmas, despite right wing attempts to portray it as “under attack”, will never disappear. The twin American Gods of Football and Shopping (both of which bow down before Gluttony) are simply too powerful. Quite simply, there is too much cultural significance to Christmas for it to be endangered.
Thanksgiving, however, gets a parade, two NFL football games (Dallas and Detroit), and – oh yeah, let’s not forget a four day weekend. That four days is about the only thing that keeps Thanksgiving going.