Following is an excerpt from this week’s column on AL.com. The link at the bottom takes you to the full column.
It’s time to Occupy Thanksgiving. I know what you’re thinking – the day after Halloween means it’s time to break out the Christmas decor, right? No.
We don’t really need six weeks to set up the tree and the nativity, inflate the blow-man family for the yard and the string the lights, that’s just what retailers want us to believe. (Although, really, go ahead and unpack the lights … it could take that long just to untangle them.)
I don’t understand why we need to rush into Christmas, y’all. Just because stores start by piping in Bing Crosby as soon as the trick-or-treaters are in bed doesn’t mean we have to take the bait. Could we stop for just one moment and consider the feelings of poor Thanksgiving, the Black-Friday sheep of holidays?
Before Halloween, any Thanksgiving decor in stock is relegated to the lower shelves closest to the warehouse, the Siberia of big-box stores. The day after, when the costumes and candy have been moved to the 95-percent-off bins, you’ll find the cornucopias and ceramic turkey napkin rings … still on the lower shelves but now outside the garden/Christmas shop.
On behalf of Thanksgiving, I say, “Wth, Walmart/Target/Big Lots? Wth?”
Y’all know I love gifts and Santa and carols — did I mention gifts? — but there’s such a thing as overkill. By the week before Christmas, I am ready to scream if I hear one more note of “Feliz Navidad.” I can’t shed one more tear over a Hallmark movie, or find any more second-tier friends on whom to bestow a re-gifted fruitcake. We could avoid that overload if we paused for a bit to celebrate Thanksgiving, a native word for, “No, really, take our food and our land.” Click here to read the full column on AL.com.