Thursday, November 27, 2014

The Real Meaning of Thanksgiving

While everyone is gearing up for the holiday season the anxiety grows from within. As we prepare for the gluttony feast known as Thanksgiving Dinner we should all take a moment to pause and be thankful for the true blessings in life; our loved ones, friends and family, near and far. We should also remember how we got to this point. When I was in the second grade I recall the teacher rearranging the classroom desks into one big table. I remember making Pilgrim Hats and Indian head bands, the class would be divided between the two. We all would gather around and share a snack, I always wanted to be an Indian, something about the feathers. Little did I know... 

The sad reality about the good ole' US of A is that in a matter of a few hundreds years it managed to rewrite its own history into a mythological fantasy. The concept of liberty, freedom and free enterprise in the “land of the free, home of the brave” are but a mere spin. The US was founded and became prosperous based on two original sins: first, on the mass murder of Native Americans and the theft of their land by European colonialists; second, slavery. This grim reality is far removed from the fairytale version of a nation that views itself in its collective consciousness as a virtuous universal agent for good and progress. 
In rewriting its own history about Thanksgiving, white America tells a Disney-like fairytale about the English pilgrims and their struggle to survive in a new and harsh environment. The pilgrims found help from the friendly and extremely generous Native-American tribe, the Wampanoag Indians, in 1621. Unfortunately for Native Americans, the European settlers’ gratitude was short-lived. By 1637, Massachusetts governor John Winthrop ordered the massacre of thousands of Pequot Indian men, women and children. This event marked the start of a Native-American genocide that would take slightly more than 200 years to complete, and of course to achieve its ultimate goal, which was to take the land from Native Americans and systematically plunder their resources. The genocide begun in 1637 marks the beginning of the conquest of the entire continent until most Native Americans were exterminated, a few were assimilated into white society, and the rest were put in reservations to dwindle and die.
When Christopher Columbus “discovered” the Americas in 1492, on his quest for gold and silver, the Native population, which he erroneously called Indians, numbered an estimated 15 million who lived north of current day Mexico. It was, by all consideration, a thriving civilization. Three hundred and fifty years later, the Native American population north of Mexico would be reduced to less than 1 million. This genocide was brought upon the Natives by systematic mass murder and also by disease, notably smallpox, spread by the European colonists.
Columbus and his successors propensity for greed was foreign to the Native Americans. They viewed the land as tribal collective ownership, not as a property that could be owned by individuals. 

The other myth I learned in school was that Christopher Columbus "discovered" America. In my seven year old brain that meant that 'he discovered it'! As in the very FIRST one! NOT TRUE! 
“Columbus and his successors were not coming to an empty wilderness, but into a world which, in some places, was as densely populated as Europe, and where the culture was complex, where human relations were more egalitarian than in Europe, and where the relations between men, women, children and nature were more beautifully worked out than perhaps in any other places in the world.” wrote Howard Zinn: A Peoples History of the United States.
In many ways, the US’ celebration of Thanksgiving would be the same as setting aside a day in Germany to celebrate the Holocaust. Thanksgiving is the American Holocaust. The original crimes of genocide and slavery are not limited to US early history but have found an extension in the policies of modern-day US. The systematic assault on other nations and cultures still goes on under various pretenses or outright lies. United States wars of empire are going on today more than ever before. These wars have left millions of people dead across the world in the course of American history, and they are still fought for the same reasons behind the Native American genocide and slavery: namely, to expand the wealth of the US elite.
Defenders of Thanksgiving will say that whatever the original murky meaning of the holiday, it has become a rare chance to spend time with family and show appreciation for what one has. For most Americans today, however, it is hard to be thankful. As matter of fact, unless you belong to the 2 percent who represent the US ruling class you should not be thankful at all. How can you be appreciative for what you have if you have lost your house to foreclosure, don’t have a job and can’t feed your family? How can you be appreciative if you are a homeless veteran? How can you be appreciative when you are poor or sick in a society without social justice? On this Thanksgiving day, rich celebrities and politicians will make a parody of what should be real charity by feeding countless poor and homeless. This will ease their conscience, at least for a while. Charity, however, should not be a substitute for social justice. This isn't about ruining people’s appetites before they attack that golden turkey: just a reminder to keep in mind the true meaning behind the celebration. 

Thursday, May 1, 2014

May Day

"May Day"... What does it mean to you?

 For me, it's got a few meanings. The first time I ever heard anything about "May Day" was back in the late '70's', I was in the 7th grade at Jay Watson Bailey Jr HS, in Kingston, NY. My fellow classmates were talking about skipping school...something about not having to work that day. I chickened out of skipping class that day, I chose not to go with the flow, nor did I hang out with the cool kids who went to Forsyth (For-side) Park to smoke Newport's in the woods. (Later in life was a different story, I did eventually become a cool kid! LOL!)

 I think skipping school had something to do with International Workers' Day, also known as Labor Day in many countries, it's a celebration of laborers and the working class people. It became a holiday back in 1889 to commemorate The Haymarket affair (also known as the Haymarket massacre or the Haymarket Riot) in Chicago which actually occurred on May 4, 1886. The Haymarket affair started out a peaceful demonstration in support of achieving an 8 hour work day for the working class people, and also to create awareness of the melee that occurred the day before when one unknown protester tossed a dynamite bomb into the center of the square where the police were standing, the police returned fire with fire, gun shots rang out into the crowd of bystanders, in total, 7 police officers and 4 bystanders were killed and there was over 100 arrests,and more than 70 injuries. A sad day indeed and should be remembered for what it stood for. The idea of working hard but also taking the time to enjoy family and friends in your free time. Somehow I think my peers back in the day had a different way of thinking. 


Then there's "Mayday"; spelled a little different, one word, not two. It's an emergency distress signal when spoken three times into a marine or airplane radio. It derives from the French word, 'vendez m'aider', which means to 'come help me.' I think I've murmured 'Mayday' a few times in my life, usually around 3 AM after a night of toooo much fun. That is to say, I hope that I never need to say it formally. Making a false distress call in the US is a federal crime that can carry up to a six year imprisonment and or/ a fine of up to $250,000, so... saying 'Mayday' three X's in a row, is no joke! 


Then there's May 1st,2014; Today... It's a day to celebrate Springtime, the rain has stopped, and once again the sky has turned from grey to blue, the clouds are puffy and the grass is turning a bright colored green, the song birds are back at the feeder's, the flowers are beginning to bloom and the leaves are but little buds on the trees. Spring is in the air folks, enjoy the warm gentle breeze, bring on the outside BBQ's, be ready for cold beer and swimming pools, it's time to make way for my favorite time of the year, Summertime. Soon enough it will be 90 degrees and we will all be complaining it's too damned hot. This past Winter was a killer, it was long, hard and cold. It's time to enjoy the nice weather. So if you have to work today, try to make it only for 8 hours, and if you can skip, do so, and escape to the park, but just say no to smoking a Newport, cigarettes can kill ya. Whatever you choose to do, go do it and make it a great day. Remember, what you don't do today, you'll regret tomorrow... Live each day, Love each day, because today is a gift and tomorrow is a mystery.