Thursday, November 25, 2004
Thanksgiving, Part II

Ugh... that was just too much food. My contribution to the meal was Struan rolls, practically vegan (apart from the honey), secretly made with soy milk just 'cause I like to quietly challenge their dietary assumptions now and then. The family practically inhaled them; I came home with nothing left over and requests to bring more at Christmas. The great thing about baking bread is, no matter how it turns out, it'll always be a hit.

Anyway, I had forgotten about this bit of rabid cultural introspection until Mat reminded me:

A Thanksgiving Prayer
by William S. Burrough

Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.

Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.

Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.

Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.

Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.

Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.

Thanks for the KKK.

For nigger-killin' lawmen,
feelin' their notches.

For decent church-goin' women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.

Thanks for "Kill a Queer for
Christ" stickers.

Thanks for laboratory AIDS.

Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.

Thanks for a country where
nobody's allowed to mind the
own business.

Thanks for a nation of finks.

Yes, thanks for all the
memories-- all right let's see
your arms!

You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.

Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.



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