Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. Looking back on my younger school days, I can remember the lame way we were taught about the first Thanksgiving like it was a wholesome party on top of Plymouth Rock. They ignored the fact that the Pilgrims had no business being there and the Native Americans would have been perfectly within their rights to shove a hot spear into thou’st rectums; but they didn’t.
This is not a piece of work where I’m going to argue how unjust the discovery/founding of America was etc. because those arguments are stupid. I was born in 1986 and didn’t have a damn thing to do with any of that. But the Pilgrims do remind me of that friend everyone has who conveniently has no cash, stays on your couch too long, cleans out your fridge and then puts pox infected blankets on your bed so you’ll die and he can take your house.
The popular understanding of why the Pilgrims came to America is so they could gain religious freedom, a tale simply untrue. The Pilgrims originally moved to Holland where the laws regarding religious practice were much less restrictive. But, after 12 years, they decided to travel to North America because of financial troubles. In other words, they were tired of paying for stuff and set sail across the earth looking for some free stuff. Well, they found it and then some, and it didn’t take them very long, either.
About five minutes after landing, the Pilgrims began looting some Native American graves they found near the shoreline. The Wampanoag Indians left supplies, as many civilizations did, for their dead’s journey into the afterlife. The Pilgrims mistook this for some sort of community chest and began hoarding the sacred items for themselves. Naturally, when the Indians found out about this they began to shoot arrows at the thieves. Thus, the first Thanksgiving fight was born.
Thankfully, as in every typical Thanksgiving throw down, there was a moderator who eased relations between the Pilgrims and the natives. Squanto is like that uncle who doesn’t drink and is sane enough to stop the fighting before it comes to blows. It is typically taught that Squanto spoke English because of interaction with past settlers. Actually, Squanto was kidnapped five years before the Pilgrims arrived by explorer Thomas Hunt and brought to Spain. There, he learned English and promptly got the hell on back to North America. When the settlers arrived, after muttering, “not these mo-fos again,” Squanto decided to make peace between his people and the Pilgrims. He taught them how to grow corn so they wouldn’t steal anymore from graves. He also taught them a lot of other things that I’d rather not research and write about. Squanto made the fatal mistake when it comes to moochers: he showed them where the beer is.
“If you offer a man a beer, he’ll have a drink; if you show him where they are, he’ll drink all day.” – An Alcoholic who doesn’t fish.
The first Thanksgiving occurred in 1621. It is thought to have begun because the sorry-ass Pilgrims weren’t prepared for the coming winter and begged the natives for food. This also isn’t true. The Pilgrims weren’t totally stupid and were aware they needed to stockpile food for winter. What we call “Thanksgiving” started when the Wampanoag became suspicious of the Pilgrims one day after hearing gunfire. They feared the settlers were preparing for war and became defensive. Instead, the Pilgrims were hunting. Squanto once again was the voice of reason and it was decided that the two sides would enjoy the fall harvest feast together. Happily for us, the Thanksgiving tradition was born.
(Too bad they didn’t follow through on those war suspicions and kill all the Pilgrims in their sleep because in ten years they would become hostile and start trippin’)
Happy Thanksgiving!
Son, this reminds me of an episode of Prof. Peabody and Sherman and the Wayback Machine. Have you got a segment of Moose and Squirrel teed up?
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Long live wit and humor! Thanks for the follow. I’ll definitely be keeping up with Covered in Beer..
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As a foreigner I appreciate your synopsis of this proud moment in your country’s history. Think I’m ready for my citizenship exam now 😉
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You’d pass with flying colors.
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Brilliant. You made me laugh and I agree completely. Especially about the beer.
As Calvaros said in The Magnificent Seven: “Generosity. That was my first mistake.”
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Hysterical! Perhaps an even bigger shock is when you realized later in life that those nice sweet Pilgrims in their belt buckle hats were the same folks–Puritans– who burnt people as Witches. Happy Thanksgiving! 🙂
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Thanks, Gina, same to you.
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Love this post! You can bet this one will be shared round the table tomorrow…
Thanks for an enlightening perspective on why we all ought to give thanks- we can be grateful we don’t have to be Squanto running interference with the interlopers!
Again, best to you and yours.
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That is pretty cool. I hope it gives your family a laugh. Thanks and Happy Thanksgiving.
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No doubt! 😉 I just love your irreverent take on things. Glad to have made your acquaintance!
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Reblogged this on Texas Poetry and commented:
Another great Reblog from my WordPress followers…..Funny…Funny..Enjoy.
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Those guys were so lucky. Free stuff. And a youthful Al Roker hosting the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade.
Really enjoyed this post, sir.
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This is the best Thanksgiving story ever. I’m making hot dogs tomorrow and cracking a pumpkin beer.
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You’re up on Serendipity too.
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Pretty surprised anyone did.
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I’ve never trusted the Pilgrims. Thanks for the reinforcement.
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This is sacrilegious and closer to the truth than anything I’ve ever heard before! Love it!
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Thanks. All apart of my crusade to discredit cheap paper Thanksgiving decorations… one day at a time.
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My illusions are shattered! I’ll never wear my black buckled pilgrim hat again … [sigh] …
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Pretty funny how different perception is versus reality. And who makes up this stuff anyway?
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Some of the stuff you can’t make up. Have you read some of the diaries from back then? They’re all about how the settlers are the persecuted ones and the savages are an evil which must be destroyed.
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Reblogged this on Guyanese Online and commented:
A truly hilarious entry in the Thomas Cochran blog , one of the followers of Dmitri Allicock’s blog …
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Thank you for the re-blog. Very flattering.
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For a cogent reminder of what has happened to those Native Americans who first shared Thanksgiving with Pilgrims at Plymouth Rock (the Wampanoag peoples), a must see documentary is We Still Live Here.
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Thanks, I’ll check that out the next time I write something serious.
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Loved it… even if it was a forked tongue in cheek. 😉
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Ha. Thank you.
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Monumental by Kirk Cameron
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Huh?
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There must be a lot descendants of the pilgrims because there are a lot more moochers, and looters running around America today.
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This is very true. Thanks for reading.
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You’re welcome.
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Darn…another Urban Legend bites the dust. Lol. This was so great. Thanks.
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Love the story. Originally from Nebraska, I throw a Thanksgiving shindig every couple of years in Australia, where I have lived for most of the last 31 years. I’ve always told guests that the first Thanksgiving was probably the Indians and Pilgrims coming together to give thanks that they hadn’t killed each other YET. Who knew I was almost right!
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Classic. I can’t stand the Pilgrims. My take is they were thrown out of Europe cuz they were so annoying and faux righteous, and broke, and begging, basically like every other church has to do, beg and threaten. Nice work…
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Brilliant! I’m a pakeha (white) New Zealander, and you’ve made me want to go and look at my own nation’s founding myths with a more critical, not to mention, humour-seeking eye. Thanks for making me chuckle.
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Research is over-rated. Thanks tieing the ends up neatly for us in this history lesson.
I’m sure the Pilgrims and the Native Americans both denied inviting the crazy aunt at the end of the table.
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Thanks for checking out WordSisters. I enjoyed reading your humorous take on life!
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I just read through many of your well written posts, and enjoyed every one of them! I like how you have the ability to take these every day thoughts and experiences and write about them in a way that makes the reader laugh and/or think in a new way! I look forward to reading more. Thanks for following my blog,
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It was Squanto? I always thought is was Sasquatch. Dang!
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Wild!
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Ha,ha,ha! Great post! Thanks for the follow. It’ll be easy to follow you. 😉
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Too funny! Love it…do you do standup?
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Working towards that, yes. Thanks.
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Funny, even if I am a tee-totaler. Thanks fo rthe “follow” on “theworminmyapple.com”. Happy New Year.
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I love it! I love your sense of humor. They should teach your version of this in schools, maybe we would get down off our high horse?
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As long as they pay me a residual. Ha.
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sure they would, it’s not their money they’d use anyway 😉
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Such a funny post, and now I finally know what thanksgiving really is all about! lol!
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Thanks
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Great post! Always like to see how history and myths differ.
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I really love your post, there is nothing like the factual truth sprinkled with humor.
“Americas First Welfare Case” LOL!!!!!
Great Posting!
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Sounds like we were well rid of those pilgrims when we waved them off on the Mayflower from Southampton Dock 🙂
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Great post! I’ll just go ahead and follow you now.
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Thanks!
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Another fine moment in history that was bowlderized so it wouldn’t upset the kiddies.
But at least America’s Thanksgiving made it into schools. Most Australians didn’t know anything about Alexander Pearce and the escape from Sarah Island until Robert Hughes wrote about it in The Fatal Shore. (Warning; this is not a funny story like the one above).
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Reblogged this on The mind is an unexplored country. and commented:
Another view of that most American of holidays.
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Mum’s the word and the safest one to use.
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