Black Friday Doesn’t Matter

Here we go again; another day after Thanksgiving madness sale by most retail stores around the country that is actually, now, taking place the day of Thanksgiving!

Merchants peddling their wares at so-called amazing “discounts” and using the Thanksgiving—really Christmas—holiday to do it.

It almost makes a person wonder what Jesus would do, if he showed up.  Would he get out the whip, again, and make everyone go home, including the money-changing merchants?

Frankly, the whole “Black Friday” fiasco has never appealed to me.

Getting up at two in the morning to stand outside WalMart or Best Buy to get the drummed up deal of a lifetime, while risking my life at the hands of unruly crowds waiting to the storm the doors, is pure lunacy.

With the advent of technology and an ever-growing irreverence for what Thanksgiving and Christmas are supposed to be all about, now Black Fridays are Black Thursdays.

Instead of enticing the moronic minions of madness to come out at 2 a.m., now they can show up on Thanksgiving Day at 3 or 6 p.m. to start shelling out reduced bucks for the latest gizmo that will be obsolete in a year.

That way, the same moronic minions can show up, maybe next year on Labor Day or who knows, maybe the Fourth of July, and do it all over again.

Desperation over the love of money makes people think stupidly and then make decisions that are equally as stupid.

For the longest time the commercialization of Christmas has progressively made the whole holiday scene, starting actually around Halloween up to Christmas Eve, one of the most depressing times of the year.  This year will be no exception.

Rather than seeing Thanksgiving and Christmas as times to thank God for what he has provided, it is been transformed into a time of gluttony and greed that would make the pilgrims vomit, if they could see it.

So, despite all the hoopla about Black Friday, it really doesn’t matter.

Because for all the Americans who have been mentally conditioned and manipulated into believing that consuming all the goodies upon their own lusts is a good thing, it could happen on any day of the week of the year, irrespective of the so-called “holiday.”

All the store owners would have to do is ring their bells and the sycophants would begin to salivate.

No thanks!  America was not built on that kind of tradition, but is destined to fall by ignorance and disrespect of it.

Until such time, I am going to stay home and be thankful for God’s blessings, which includes my family, a warm meal, and a roof over my head.

They are three things that many Americans only wish they had, while others race off to get their fill of commercialism’s finest, as they totally forget about what the holiday is supposed to be about and those who basically have nothing but the shirt on their backs.

But, then again, most of us have seen that attitude, in action, on past Black Fridays, as the moronic minions get in the Christmas “spirit,” fighting, insulting, and sometimes injuring or killing each other.

In that respect, Black Friday not only does not matter, neither do other human beings.  And just how inhumanely pathetic is that?

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