Monnnnnney Money Money. It’s the catcall of the season. How much are people spending? they ask. Will it boost the economy? they ask. We best be shelling out enough, or else the economy will feel it, and then so will we. Tonight, on Christmas Eve, the mania will extend till the 11th hour. It is endless. All consuming. An estimated $460 billion spent this season.
A Shrine to Caring (And Capitalism)
Yet every year, the nation acts surprised and horrified by the antics of our shoppers. The stories are consistently malicious. How far are people willing to go to procure that last Furbie? (This is not a recent trend.)
The coverage of these events is justified in its outrage, yet willing to make an about-face in worrying over the state of our economy. This dichotomy in coverage reveals a fundamental conflict in the minds of Americans: spend, or else we’ll be hurt; don’t hurt people while you spend, that’s barbaric. It is frightening to acknowledge that the same system that protects us threatens our humanness. Does an Xbox really matter more than the man trampled, or the people pepper-sprayed?
One of life’s great questions. This Thanksgiving break (a whopping 9 days that seems to have sped by faster than I can account for) I did some major R&R-ing. I’ve done homework all break, and there’s still plenty to do, of course, but the majority of my break has been as peaceful as one could hope for.
Not only that, but I’ve grown quite a bit these last couple days. Thursday morning I joined my father and sister for the Galloping Gobbler, a 4 mile run near my hometown. I’ve never run 4 miles before in my life! It’s a great strategy for preparing for that Thanksgiving feast as well.
My new lucky number! And check it, top 500!!! (No need to start out with high expectations, right?)
On top of that, I tried a grapefruit for the first time, and loved it! I’ve always been disgusted by the juice, and assumed the fruit itself was only worse. But I’m getting to that age where my hold on childhood picky-ness is slipping. It made sense at one time, but I’m moving beyond that. What a great break indeed!
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