So once again Thanksgiving has arrived, for most it means a day off from work, a chance to eat like a pig, watch televisions, sleep and gear up for shopping on black friday.
For some it’s a time of deep thought and reflection back over their lives and how things have changed.
For others it’s a time for a the hell with it lets get to the freaking story.
Here is how the first Thanksgiving happened;
A while back they was this here Christopher Columbus fellow who was looking for some spices
So he hopped onto a ship
and set sail for India, because India was well known at the time for having the best spices.
So leaving out on his trip to India, Columbus promptly got lost.
He sailed the wrong way and came up in South America, where he was greeted by the indigenous people.
Since the people of South America had basically the same skin tone and since he was belligerently stupid and spoke neither language, he thought he was in India.
Of course he wasn’t, but his gigantic ego made him think he was. After going back and getting poked fun of by the queen of Spain he thought up a new plan and told her that he meant to take that wrong turn at Albuquerque and that he had claimed the new lands he found in the name of Spain (kinda arrogant don’t you think) with no concern about the native population thus began about a hundred years of Spanish exploration and colonizing of South and Central America.
Fast forward about another hundred years over in England folks was getting tired of being told how they could or could not worship so they loaded their unhappy asses on some ships and set sail for the new world they had been told of.
Calling themselves pilgrims they headed on over.
Where they were met by the indigenous people now referred to as Indians.
The women folk weren’t too happy about it
but the men were very thankful.
Thus the first Thanksgiving, although those of us with ancestors that were already here, well we pretty much got screwed, but at least we got football out of the deal.
