Gratitude

Rant on. I am getting damned tired of these woke-ass, broke-ass, stupid-assed cancel culture snowflakes! Apparently, it wasn’t enough for them to ruin just about everything in our daily lives, now they’re going after the holidays! Check it out:

Thanksgiving. It used to be over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother’s house we go. But not so fast pilgrim, you don’t need to be traveling anywhere this Thanksgiving since you’ll be contributing to climate change if you are. Okay, fine, you can always celebrate turkey day at home. But, wait, you shouldn’t be eating that turkey either, because raising the fowl that we devour every year, produces a large carbon footprint that’s environmentally unacceptable. Alright, at least you can use it as a day for giving thanks. Nope can’t do that either, since the Pilgrims were interlopers on land that the indigenous peoples claimed as their own, so how can anyone be thankful for something like that? Enough already! Squanto (full name Tisquantum), the native credited with saving the Pilgrims’ bacon, was kidnapped and taken to Spain where he was sold into bondage. Fortunately, he was sold to an order of local monks who educated him and gave him back his freedom. He made his way to England and eventually was able to return to his native village in America, only to find that it had been wiped out by a plague. Since he spoke English, he became instrumental in assisting the Pilgrims in their negotiations with the local Pokanokets Indians. He introduced them to the fur trade and taught them how to sow and cultivate native crops, since the seeds they brought with them mostly failed to germinate. Maybe it’s just me, but why wouldn’t you want to give thanks for having an individual like this in your corner?

Christmas. Most of us have seen that Peloton commercial and know about the blowback the company received calling it sexist, misogynist, an example of the patriarchy, elitist, you name it. It’s gotten so bad that the company has lost approximately one and a half billion dollars of its market value, that’s billion with a “B”. I’ve watched that commercial enough times to be intimate with its content, but figured I’d watch it a few more times with a critical eye towards the events in question and do a little dissection on the side. So, here’s my take on things. This piece of equipment costs two grand. Anyone who’s going to give this as a gift is most likely doing so because someone’s been dropping hints, or they plan on using it themselves as well. The fact that this wife was filming herself on her phone means that she’s either keeping a video journal of her endeavors, posting on social media, or both. How many of us would voluntarily engage in such acts if we weren’t instrumental in the purchase of this gear or were feeling some sort of pressure to use it? Towards the end of the commercial, she’s watching this journal on the big screen TV with her hubby, expressing her gratitude and talking about how this journey of hers has stretched back over the past year and the metamorphosis that she’s undergone. Any idea on the cost of an exercise subscription? Thirty-nine bucks a month. That’s almost four hundred eighty dollars for the year. That’s a health club membership right there. Again, who’s spending that kind of coin unless they’re serious about what they’re doing?

So yeah. Gratitude is a big thing for me, and in both cases, it was pretty obvious that these idiots were long on the criticism aspect and short on the gratitude side of the house. But then again, I’m not surprised. These knuckleheads would see the glass as half empty despite everyone else calling it three quarters full. So, my recommendation to these fools would be to grow up, get over it, get on with your lives, and if you don’t have one, get one! That way, the rest of us can get on with ours!!  Rant off.