Thanksgiving, Explained (for all you folks not from the USA)
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Seeing how it is officially Thanksgiving, I thought it might be prudent to explain to all of you who aren't Americans why the heck we decided to have a random commercial holiday in November (aside from the fact that there isn't another commercial holiday in November). I minored in US History, and am a descendant of William Bradford, so I am somewhat of an expert on this subject.
It all started in the year 1620, way back in the days when people still used VCRs and floppy disks. Some guy named Bill Bradford said to himself "Hey, let's discover America!" Some of the snobbier among you may be thinking "wait, hadn't America already been discovered and colonized by the 1620s?" Well, it had, but everyone forgot about America (except that Amerigo Vespucci chap) and so Billy B became the guy who discovered America yet again.
So Billy called all of his Puritan friends (easily recognized, as they wore belt buckles on their hats) and said "Yo, peeps [sic], let's bounce!" and they all hopped in their boats and sailed over. Bad stuff happened along the way, but I forget what it was. Maybe one of the boats hit a narwhal or a mermaid. Also, I think they wrote the first constitution. Doesn't really matter. So eventually, they all landed in Plymouth, minus the ones who were killed by a raiding party of vengeful narwhals. Naturally, they were all a little peckish, seeing as how they were on boats for, like, a month or something, and all they had to eat were those little pretzel packets that you get on Delta flights. So Billy shouted "Yo, guys, did anyone remember the Doritos?" Unfortunately, the Doritos had been lost during a storm, and so the Puritans were, to use the lingo of the time, SOL.
Luckily for the Puritans, they happened to find the only group of polite people in Massachusetts (maybe the only polite people north of Baltimore, even), the Native Americans. These natives were kind enough to share their food with the Puritans, allowing them to survive the winter. Apparently, Puritans hibernate like Grizzly Bears, so they only need to eat once before they hibernate for the rest of the winter. The Puritans offered them the traditional European show of gratitude towards non-Europeans: They introduced them to smallpox, and then conquered their land. We celebrate this act of mutual friendship on the last Thursday of November, because that makes so much sense.
We celebrate Thanksgiving by eating too much, watching football, and huddling around the tv to see the most blatant display of commercialism of all time, the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade.
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Seeing how it is officially Thanksgiving, I thought it might be prudent to explain to all of you who aren't Americans why the heck we decided to have a random commercial holiday in November (aside from the fact that there isn't another commercial holiday in November). I minored in US History, and am a descendant of William Bradford, so I am somewhat of an expert on this subject.
It all started in the year 1620, way back in the days when people still used VCRs and floppy disks. Some guy named Bill Bradford said to himself "Hey, let's discover America!" Some of the snobbier among you may be thinking "wait, hadn't America already been discovered and colonized by the 1620s?" Well, it had, but everyone forgot about America (except that Amerigo Vespucci chap) and so Billy B became the guy who discovered America yet again.
So Billy called all of his Puritan friends (easily recognized, as they wore belt buckles on their hats) and said "Yo, peeps [sic], let's bounce!" and they all hopped in their boats and sailed over. Bad stuff happened along the way, but I forget what it was. Maybe one of the boats hit a narwhal or a mermaid. Also, I think they wrote the first constitution. Doesn't really matter. So eventually, they all landed in Plymouth, minus the ones who were killed by a raiding party of vengeful narwhals. Naturally, they were all a little peckish, seeing as how they were on boats for, like, a month or something, and all they had to eat were those little pretzel packets that you get on Delta flights. So Billy shouted "Yo, guys, did anyone remember the Doritos?" Unfortunately, the Doritos had been lost during a storm, and so the Puritans were, to use the lingo of the time, SOL.
Luckily for the Puritans, they happened to find the only group of polite people in Massachusetts (maybe the only polite people north of Baltimore, even), the Native Americans. These natives were kind enough to share their food with the Puritans, allowing them to survive the winter. Apparently, Puritans hibernate like Grizzly Bears, so they only need to eat once before they hibernate for the rest of the winter. The Puritans offered them the traditional European show of gratitude towards non-Europeans: They introduced them to smallpox, and then conquered their land. We celebrate this act of mutual friendship on the last Thursday of November, because that makes so much sense.
We celebrate Thanksgiving by eating too much, watching football, and huddling around the tv to see the most blatant display of commercialism of all time, the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade.