I think it has become blatantly obvious why they call it “Black Friday” in America on the day after Thanksgiving. The blackness of our nation’s character gets put on public display. Exhibit A is this video of Walmart shoppers fighting and clawing one another in pure greed and selfishness to acquire new phones. This short clip should make us all very, very afraid.
I can’t stand crowds, particularly when they are comprised of illiterate thugs who will stop at nothing to get more stuff. There isn’t a big enough “bargain” in the world for me to go through that. So on the Fridays after Thanksgiving, I stay home by the fire with a book and let the madding hordes fight it out without me.
There are some calls, as there are every year, to rethink the American Christmas holiday, particularly the gift end of things. It’s obvious that present-buying has been out of control for some time. The expense of the now “must-have” technology has created a situation where parents are expected to spend hundreds of dollars on the latest whizbang iWhatever so their little darlings aren’t made to feel left out in this Tweeting, texting, obsessively technological world. I can’t imagine the shame a child must feel in preschool without the latest Tablet for Tots. (Sarcasm alert!)
There are some like myself who, while they respect technology and appreciate its benefits, feel increasingly left out as the pace of development in technology accelerates. I visited a homeschool site on Facebook and wondered if I had stumbled onto a foreign language site by mistake. The mothers were asking about apps for this and apps for that, talking about Androids, Nooks and Nabi tablets (not the paper kind) and all manner of gadgets. When I was a teenager, Androids were villains on the British Dr. Who science fiction TV series. Apparently, that is no longer the case!
It must be age or fatigue or both, but I find I don’t even want to figure it all out. Call me a troglodyte, but I don’t text, don’t have a smart phone, and find even email hard to keep up with. But reportedly, blogging and email are fast becoming obsolete. We’re all supposed to micro-blog on sites like Twitter, meaning instead of writing a 500-word post on Hope, I would have to condense my posts into 140 characters using a bizarre combination of symbols and misspellings. (Sort of a digital version of what the cavemen used to do on the walls of their stone residences.) I tried Twitter for about 2 days, but I am too loquacious. Now try to use a word like that in a Tweet on Twitter.
Clearly, I have taken a rabbit trail in this post. It is Friday. We enjoyed a wonderful Thanksgiving yesterday. The kids enjoyed their cousins, and my sister and I were able to just sit and chat uninterrupted by kids or schedules. Enjoying time with loved ones is what makes it all worthwhile. Emmy was tucked into bed at 6:45 last evening, napless and utterly worn out from all the excitement. I did not hear from her again until 8am today. Her first words this morning were, “Is it Christmas yet?”