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When I was a vagrant yoot, my buddy, El Jeronimo de Crow, talked about distant relatives in rural Mexico who did actually go to the cemetery Dia de los Muertos, Day of the Dead, and fetch the family bones out of the burial crypts for a celebration and remembrance.
Not being Catholic or Latino, my immediate reaction was: WTH? In all my born days, I'd not heard of any such a thing. The custom seemed a bit ghoulish, yet kind of intriguing, in cool sort of way.
Raise your hands if you are sick of seeing Christmas stuff on the shelves beginning with Labor Day weekend.
Much as I detest seeing stuff like this at Lowe's in September.....
.....it's merely a market response to aggregate consumer demand. If enough people didn't buy Christmas stuff in October, merchants would stop putting it out on the shelves. I realize that there many compelling reasons why we may choose to shop early. Despite my curmudgeoning, none of these are lost on moi.
Some years back, on a hot, sultry evening in July, I saw a unique and rather perfect gift that I knew Mrs TWC would love to unwrap Christmas morning. Feeling ever-so-clever (that rhymes) I hid it well and promptly forgot it existed. Doesn't do much good to shop early and give late.
TWC's Rule # 38: Good Gravy, Man, Christmas Season doesn't start until Black Friday, which, for the record, is the day after Thanksgiving.
Like eating shellfish with red wine, it's just not done.
After he returned from Germany, Ma's husband worked at the Pentagon for a number of years. Just a few months before his office was turned into a public crematorium, he opted for an early retirement package. We're all grateful that he did, but none more than my mother.
There are any number of fascinating back stories like Sonny's that are woven into the fabric of this tragedy. I prefer those tales of tragedy and heroism to the hype and hoopla going on at ground zero this morning.
One such back story is that hundreds didn't perish in the twin towers that day simply because they ignored official instructions to stay put and wait for help. Instead, they got the hell out before the buildings fell down. That is the American spirit. To act boldy rather than to meekly comply while waiting for further instructions.
We honor those who lost their lives & we remember because of the sheer magnitude of the carnage. But we've lost more than that. In the eleven years following September 11, 2001 our liberties have eroded at an alarming pace. We've allowed the imposition of an ever expanding police state in exchange for a little bit of government supplied Security Theater.
Kip Hawley, former head of TSA.....
.....wants us to trust that a 400-ml bottle of liquid is dangerous, but transferring it to four 100-ml bottles magically makes it safe. He wants us to trust that the butter knives given to first-class passengers are nevertheless too dangerous to be taken through a security checkpoint. He wants us to trust the no-fly list: 21,000 people so dangerous they’re not allowed to fly, yet so innocent they can’t be arrested. He wants us to trust that the deployment of expensive full-body scanners has nothing to do with the fact that the former secretary of homeland security, Michael Chertoff, lobbies for one of the companies that makes them.
Joe Bidet insists that Americans are better off today because Bin Laden is dead. That's dead. Dead wrong. A trillion-plus dollars and untold lives later, America is no safer than it was on September 10, 2001. One has to look no further than the friendly airport security line to realize that.
It should be noted here that, unlike our modern line of imperial presidents, Thomas Jefferson stocked the wine cellars at the White House out of his own pocket. During his first term he spent approximately $97,000.00 (inflation adjusted) on wine for state dinners.