Preparations

Don't Do It

This weak-ass motherfucker.

It all started with Pajama Boy back in December of 2013. Desperate to get young people to sign up for health care they didn't want and couldn't afford (because that was the only way the fraud known as the Affordable Care Act had a prayer of surviving), the progressive propaganda outfit Organizing for Action launched an ad campaign featuring what someone, somewhere must have figured was just the sort of guy young people would want to talk to about health insurance coverage.


The idea behind the campaign was to get you to sit your (young) friends down and explain to them how totes kewl ACA was, over a nice cup of cocoa.

Do I even have to tell you how that idea worked out?

Undaunted, the progressives decided to double down on the stupid, and began publishing talking points for their acolytes to use at Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings to browbeat their less-enlightened relatives into accepting the preferred progressive point of view on not just the ACA but, well, pretty much everything.

I thought about linking to some of the more egregious instances of this nonsense, but decided not to enable them to get any additional traffic. They're not hard to find.

Frankly, though, if you're lucky enough to have family to spend these holidays with, and you decide to poison the atmosphere with bullying political discussions, someone should club you over the head with a drumstick and make gravy out of your giblets.

Because only a terrible person would do such a thing.

"You're bluffing."

Bring up politics at Thanksgiving dinner and find out. I have recipes that would work just fine with anteater giblets, too...

Oh, By The Way...

That "study" that supposedly showed religious kids are "meaner" and "stingier" and "more judgmental" than non-religious kids that's been all over the progressive media lately?

Complete bullshit.


It is also an excellent example of what is called "confirmation bias" on the part of the researchers and anti-religious prejudice among reporters.

You're welcome.

What a Splendid Idea!

From the indispensable comic strip Non Sequitur, by Wiley Miller, which you should read every day, as I do (even though Wiley is a squishy liberal).

Until Next Time...

On November 25, 1976 (Thanksgiving Day that year) one of the greatest musical groups in the history of rock and roll played its last concert together. The event took place at rock promoter Bill Graham's legendary Winterland Ballroom in San Francisco and featured a star-studded lineup of guest stars including Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Neil Young, Joni Mitchell, Muddy Waters, Van Morrison, Neil Diamond, and many others. The concert was filmed by Martin Scorsese, and the result was the landmark documentary The Last Waltz.

Original 1978 one sheet poster

What rock band could possibly warrant all of this fuss, and attract such a stellar group of artists wanting to be a part of their final show?

That would be The Band.

The group's breakup was one of those frustrating stories that are not at all uncommon in the music business, but that didn't make it any easier to accept. That a group of peerless musicians and songwriters like this even got together in the first place is a minor miracle, I suppose, but I sure wish they had found a way the overcome the jealousies and prideful disputes that tore them apart.



Even now, I can't watch The Last Waltz without getting depressed. Yes, it was a memorable celebration of the group's music, but it was also an elegy, and one I wish hadn't been necessary...

Today's send-off is, appropriately, the group's final encore from that night, a cover of the Holland-Dozier-Holland song "Baby Don't You Do It," which had been a hit for Marvin Gaye in 1964. Enjoy...