#MondayThoughts, Memorial Day Edition


Today in the US we honor our fallen soldiers. The holiday may or may not have originated with freed enslaved people, depending upon who is telling the story, but nonetheless it is a day to recognize and acknowledge the sacrifices made by our soldiers and their families.

In the US, because it’s the US, it’s also a day of sales. Because every holiday is a day of sales.

I’m probably buying shoes. Probably. My cart is full and I’m ready to check out, I just want the total to be less. Alas.

Meanwhile, professional shrill Meghan McCain shook a very chastising finger at Vice President Kamala Harris for tweeting “enjoy the long weekend” on a weekend so traditionally known to be enjoyed, try googling “Memorial Day Barbeque recipes” and see if you can get through the pages before the 4th of July.

And it so happens McCain did that chastising from a casino, where she was enjoying herself so much she posted she was the “happiest woman in all the land,” because she was gambling with her husband.

Though many pointed out Meghan’s dizzying hypocrisy, I offer you the retort of veteran Charlotte Clymer:

To answer the always lingering question from my friends around the world: why yes, America really is as weird as it looks from the outside.

Thank you to everyone who served and their loved ones on this day, and have a great Monday.

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Memorial Day isn’t about sales


To all the men and women who have served this country, to their families, and to the ones we have lost, my thoughts are with you on this Memorial Day. This day is not about barbecues or beach openings or sales. Especially sales.

But I wasn’t always this clear on the holiday.

I came across this tweet on Friday from a veteran I follow (warning, strong language, though I suspect not a one of you is faint of heart):

And suddenly, like a lens coming into focus, I realized how grotesque it is that we mark a day for honoring our fallen veterans with discounted goods.


Did it just hit you in the gut too? Good, it probably should, as it did me. How blithe we can be; how oblivious. The day before I saw COB’s tweet, I was giddy over what I had gotten for a steal.

In a Memorial Day sale.

Break it down and it’s like something out of a far-future novel, something sprung from the mind of Ray Bradbury, a time where capitalism is so ubiquitous, so domineering that even men and women killed in service to our country are remembered with a hearty 50% off regular price.

So whatever you do with your day today, please take a moment to remember why we really have it. Thank you to the women and men who serve.