Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts

Saturday, November 30, 2019

Why We Celebrate Thanksgiving

Jamestown 1607, Wikipedia photo
As a naturalized American citizen who has experienced hunger and tyranny in the socialist dictatorship of the Communist Party, I would like to enlighten the "academic" from George Washington University, who stated recently that Thanksgiving is a day that "makes Native Americans feel like second class citizens," and that America is an "evil and oppressive country." If anyone should feel bad during Thanksgiving, it should be the millions of turkeys.


Here is why America truly celebrates Thanksgiving and shares an abundance of food with others less fortunate.

White settlers thanked God for helping the Jamestown Colony (a settlement established by English entrepreneurs in 1607) survive starvation from a low crop yield in previous years when the colony experimented with collectivist property (Socialism/communism) and commune work. They almost starved because some members worked harder than the slackers but the meager crop was shared equally.

When the land was divided again and given to each family to work individually (good ole Capitalism and private property), the colony thrived.


Thanksgiving is not just a celebration of a bumper crop and survival, it is the celebration of the triumph of Capitalism over Socialism/Communism in 1607 in the Jamestown Colony and later in other settlements such as Plymouth Colony in 1620.


Thanksgiving was a harvest festival for a bumper crop raised under Capitalist conditions following the colony's almost extinction by starvation under Socialism/Communism the previous years.

Plymouth Colony

Monday, July 17, 2017

Rebecca, the Presidential Raccoon

On Thanksgiving 1926, President Coolidge and his wife received a most unusual gift from a lady in Mississippi.

Thinking that it was a turkey for dinner, the First Lady opened the crate and found a beautiful raccoon; such animals were viewed as a southern delicacy at the time. Attached to the crate was a recipe for smoked raccoon with sweet potatoes.

The quandary was, the first couple wanted to be seen in public appreciating the gift, but did not want to eat the raccoon they fell in love with.
The day after Thanksgiving, President Coolidge spoke about the unusual gift which they could not eat because they found her to be quite charming, and asked the public to help him name her because he and the First Lady wanted to keep her as a pet and add her to the bulging menagerie of dogs, cats, and canaries.

Once named, President Coolidge made a point to stroll Rebecca, the raccoon, on a leash, for a few minutes every afternoon across the White House lawn.
Rebecca was, hands down, the most unusual pet ever at the White House.