Thanksgiving and Parades

Thanksgiving is upon us. There is turkey to consume. Sofas to be lounged upon. Football to be watched.

But the whole works gets rolling with the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade.

I used to not really watch it much back in my youth. An endless, well, parade, of “famous” (I use that term loosely) people on floats, marching bands of various varieties, and of course those enormous balloons.

It’s kind of like watching Live PD… it’s not television unless dramatic shit goes down. You know people are waiting for some kind of Hindenburgian hellscape to unfold.

Of course, I’m glued to the screen waiting for Santa to appear. For this is the true moment when the floodgates of Christmas and all its glory has been opened. For it is now that we may bask and wallow in the unbridled commercialism that we all really know Christmas is really about.

Sure, the ads have been sneaking up on us for a few weeks now, but now the whole shithouse is going up in flames, man.

And it won’t end until fucking February.

Put that in your cranberry sauce and inhale it.

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