It's Thanksgiving day/weekend in the US of A. Which is nice for them. I'm not sure why they get so excited about it, but it surely is only their version of Harvest Day here in the UK? I don't know enough about the history of it to be honest.
I remember Harvest Day as a child growing up in Sussex. We'd collect food at school and then deliver them to old people in the village as a nice gesture - and we got the afternoon off school. I remember being attacked by someone's dog as well. That was funny. Although not at the time, I was only eight.
Anyhow, happy thanksgiving to the US readers of this blog. Here's the Willam Burroughs poem called "Thanksgiving Day November 28 1986". I'm sure this will offend many, but it's mainly tongue in cheek (mainly...).
Seeing the Real You At Last
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