The team at 30-Second Read returns to offer blanket Thanksgiving Day forgiveness.
Yep. Forgiveness for all those (your author included) who shopped, thus despoiling our purest, least commercial holiday.
Of course, shopping is as American as that litany of clichés – moms, baseball and apple pie. So, unfortunately, it’s fitting that nearly 190 million of us hit stores or keyboards during the weekend.
Marketers tell us women drive the majority of purchases. So, Mom, thanks. I guess.
Baseball long ago succumbed to the call of commercialism. Thank you, TV revenue.
Apple pie is, blessedly, relatively untouched. Thank you, sweet fruit pie. (Ms. Callender and her ilk provide humane services for kitchen numbskulls.)
Ponder that number: nearly 190 million weekend shoppers. That’s more than half of us. More than half of us! And our collective spending totaled in the many billions, a commercial bonanza dwarfed only by the stars in the heavens and the beneficial bacteria in our tummies.
Your author added to the weekend haul by purchasing an item online Sunday. I. Am. Not. Proud. My next t-shirt will say “hypocrite.”
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