Happy Thanksgiving from all of us in Bizpain.

There’s lots of talk about turkey and ham.  Very little about Pilgrims and Indians for fear of getting sued by whomever is defending whomever, but the talk of eating is there.  Even in difficult times.  So, we’re all bitching about what we’re going to eat.

Have times ever been great – I mean do you remember any Thanksgiving where people said “things are awesome!”  Doubt it, we say, “glad things are as good as they are, knock on wood….”  God forbid you don’t have any wood around. 

I’ll tell you what I don’t need right now – Girl Scout Honey Roasted Peanuts.  You can’t get in or out of a store in my neighborhood without hearing the annual chirps.  You have to buy – you don’t have much of a choice – what?  Are you a child hater?    But, when you do the math and realize that that little tin of sweeties cost you 3 gallons of gas – maybe seventy miles on your car, you say to yourself, “oh, man, I should have gotten the cashews.”

But, what if I just leave my bowl empty o f nuts?  Just stare at an empty bowl and think about those people whose bowls are indeed empty and whose stomachs ache, sending riveting streams of nausea to their minds?

First, I don’t want to because it’s stressful, second because the second part of that sentence was pretty tough to read.

How about we pay for the nuts, but leave them for someone else?  How about we just fork over the $6.00 for the little can and say “thank you, but I would prefer that you give these dollars to people that need it .”

Isn’t it time to go nuts?