When do we get to celebrate Indian Assimilation Day where we all wear war paint, feathers and smoke it up?
Do holidays really have any real meaning in this country? Or are they just an excuse to gather and get drunk?
I understand the desire for camaraderie (says the girl that doesn’t like to be left alone), but do we need to exploit it? When does the commercialization corrupt the ceremonial spirit?
When so many things are arbitrarily recognized, it detracts from those things that are worthy of note or cause. Diminishes and devalues what should really be important.
Nothing is sacred anymore. Then again, I guess everyone has a different idea of what is sacred. If your idea of sacred is green beer and puking up a Car Bomb… Cheers.