Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Annually, Not Oftener

Thanksgiving Day, a function which originated in New England two or three centuries ago when those people recognized that they really had something to be thankful for -- annually, not oftener -- if they had succeeded in exterminating their neighbors, the Indians, during the previous twelve months instead of getting exterminated by their neighbors, the Indians. Thanksgiving Day became a habit, for the reason that in the course of time, as the years drifted on, it was perceived that the exterminating had ceased to be mutual and was all on the white man's side, consequently on the Lord's side; hence it was proper to thank the Lord for it and extend the usual annual compliments.  -- Mark Twain


Thud said...

Samuel could be a bit of a killjoy couldn't he?

SippicanCottage said...

I hope you and all the Thudlettes and min-Thuds are doing great.

Twain could never figure out why people didn't like him after he carved them up in print. He always figured everyone shouldn't take things personally if he kidded around. People on the receiving end had other ideas.

Gallifreakin said...

So, me glad we won. Samuel Clemens, in your sober sad moments you know the bloodshed was inevitable and that the White Man would win. So why cry for the Native? Inevitability.
Your great humor and wit and insight couldn't take in the extermination of one culture for another. I suspect that makes you better than we later 20th and 21st Century men that accept the fact with a shrug.

Sunnykm said...

BTW ordered your book on Amazon yesterday...can't wait for it to get here and I can begin reading more of your awesome prose.


SippicanCottage said...

Hello Karen- Thanks for reading, commenting, and for buying a copy of my book. I hope you enjoy it.

All the best from your friend in Maine,