Thanksgiving is over, and all the turkeys are gone, except for the shameless gobblers in the nation’s capitol. A spate of unseasonably pleasant weather has enticed the always resolute Barack Obama to Occupy The Golf Course once again while his increasingly insane subjects maul one another in their frenzied quest to acquire the Christmas spirit, which apparently consists these days of armed competition for deeply discounted consumer goodies. Peace on earth? We don’t even have peace at Wal-Mart.
“The five marks of the Roman decaying culture:
- Concern with displaying affluence instead of building wealth
- Obsession with sex and perversions of sex
- Art becomes freakish and sensationalistic instead of creative and original
- Widening disparity between very rich and very poor
- Increased demand to live off the state.”
― Edward Gibbon (1737-1794), Decline & Fall of the Roman Empire
Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it – Santayana, 1905
Examples of why the country is in trouble:
I couldn’t agree more, Bob. It’s simply stupid to fight over the right to purchase something at any store. One more reason why I stay out of the stores as much as possible, from now until after New Year’s Day.
I try and stay out of ‘em all year, LD. These days you’ve got to wear a flak jacket & carry an automatic weapon to obtain your Christmas gifts. I’m for a free market, not a free-fire market.
I have a sister in law that exhibits a radical change in her demeanor as soon as she walks across the threshold of any store.
She might as well be on some kind of mind altering drug.
It is quite disconcerting to say the least.
I am not a shopper, I am a buyer, in and out.
She can spend an hour in a store and come out with nothing, however, the very experience is what she’s after.
I’m just not wired that way.
I’m with you on that, AFVET. If I have to accompany an addicted shopaholic to the consumer palace, I always make sure there’s a saloon close by where I can do my shopping.
I refuse to participate in the madness… When you have to ride *shotgun* so your wife can be everyday staples, not gift, just grub, it’s a sad state indeed… F’d UP Friday, that’s the name of the game today…
Something’s seriously wrong with many of our so-called fellow citizens, FRED.
Shopping is a dangerous Bloodsport now. These deranged psycho’s rampaging for a cheap dvd is nutty! Stay home and don’t buy any junk. Or, order online.
Happy Thanksgiving Weekend, Bob, to you and yours.
Thanks, BUNNI. Some of these people ought to be tested for rabies.
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Bob-
I’m not suicidal but I made the mistake of walking into a Shoprite Grocey Store once the night before Thanksgiving..It was kind of like being in the middle of a shopping cart demolition derby. In the bake good aisle there was one bag of walnuts left, and two women that wanted it,,, The women got into a fight, the floor sweeper got the walnuts.
Fighting over walnuts…I never even used to fight over the last beer (by the time that one came up, we’d have all had enough anyway).
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Gibbon is a prophet for today, too.