Wampanoag Week

Wampanoag Week

US investors will pause this week in solemn remembrance of the generosity bestowed upon early settlers by benevolent locals who, as it turns out, shouldn't have been so generous. Who knows what actually transpired prior to and during any "first Thanksgivings" (historians think they know, but not having been there, it's hard to say). What we do know is that without an assist from the people who were unknowingly witnessing the beginning of the end for their way of life, the settlers would've had
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6 thoughts on “Wampanoag Week

  1. Me and my brothers where all lined up on the couch with a peripheral member a female sitting next to us when a game changing play in our favor occurred. We fired off of the couch to cheer in a manner that Curly Lambeau would want his players firing off the line. If there would have been something to hit the collision would be swift and violent. I happened to look over at our newest clan member and saw a look of fear and ah on her face. Her brain was trying to process it all, great memory. Great article. Even greater gift sub ad placement.

  2. “Mercifully for people like myself for whom this week is just like any other week…”

    Do you do housecalls? Thanksgiving would be so much more entertaining with you at the table. I promise the Turkey is only a little dry, and the more you insult the Qanon Uncles the more quickly I’ll refill your wine glass.

  3. Unfortunately, one’s best option might be to remove any toxic family members from any circle- close or distant.
    Besides, who likes turkey enough to eat it for a week? My kids love spicy seafood gumbo!(Williams-Sonoma recipe, for those needing a recipe).

  4. I’m Grandpa, my wife is Grandma, and everybody is coming to Grandma’s house to see Grandma for Thanksgiving. When I die someday, somebody in our family will ask Grandma if she was ever married.

  5. I propose a more enjoyable, more wholesome way to celebrate the fall harvest (and never mind the cultural myths): Friendsgiving!

    In my town it’s become popular to host a pot luck dinner in early November, bringing a variety of local people together who know the hosts but may otherwise be peripherally connected.

    We can’t choose our family, but most of us DO choose whom to spend our lives around; it seems natural to celebrate harvest with our “found family” and our own social circle, rather than the family we were born to. Friendsgiving has all of the trappings of Thanksgiving without the animus and callous behavior. Since the guests live nearby, timing is more flexible and hosting obligations are kept in check.

    We can’t undo what happened to the Wampanoag, but with a bit of effort we could rebrand the harvest holiday in a less hurtful way. I’m fond of “Samhain” myself, but that’s probably too high-brow for most. Whatever we call it, I’m all for this new, family-free holiday to counterbalance the winter festival — Christmas et al — which remains a family affair.

  6. Our Thanksgivings are akin to an Island of Misfit toys – a motley crew of friends who have no other plans and responded affirmatively to a last-minute invite. We are also banishing turkey this year. The required playlist is always Burt Bacarach. Other than the five HEPA air cleaners at full blast, we hope to have a pre-pandemic kind of get-together. Cheers to all in H-ville.

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