NO AMERICAN PUBLICATION WORTHY OF THE TITLE WOULD LET THE THANKSGIVING HOLIDAY PASS WITHOUT SOME ACKNOWLEDGEMENT OF THE OCCASION. WE HERE AT THE ALEXANDRIA DAILY POOP HOPE YOU WERE ABLE TO SPEND THE DAY WITH LOVED ONES AND ENGAGE IN THE TRADITIONAL FEASTING.
As for us, our parents have passed on, and the family is scattered, so we dined on a rather overpriced buffet and are about to turn on a football game and fall asleep watching it. Tradition, don't you know.
While we have much to be thankful for - among them the outcome of the recent elections - we find that we are most thankful for our woes and ills, our heartaches and our pains. Not so much because we enjoy the effects of these things, but rather that the particular basket of trials we have been subjected to is not the worst possible by a long shot. As the saying goes. I was sad because I had no shoes until I met an man who had no feet.
(What the saying doesn't tell you is the man with no feet lost his feet due to frostbite, because he didn't have any shoes, but whatever.)
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