I had my way, Thanksgiving would become a weeklong holiday at least once a
decade — a time to take stock of who and where we are, and where we are going.
We would take our heads out of the clouds of our self-absorption, including the
Internet “cloud.” We would turn off our cell phones and TVs. We’d put away our
iPads and Kindles.
take a walk around the block and say hello to everyone we came across. We’d
volunteer for some kind of community service for a day or two.
We’d actually give thanks for what we have and celebrate the good in our lives.
This would definitely be the year of my choosing for the weeklong Thanksgiving
celebration of life.
I spent my working life as a newspaperman, seeing half-full glasses as mostly
empty, digging into things to find out what was wrong, not right, the same way
a cop looks for criminals, not for those obeying the law.
The injustices and the inequities, the greed and the corruption, the waste and
the inefficiencies, the pain and the suffering, the fear and the doubt — there
is more than enough of all of that to keep everyone one of us busy full-time
compiling all that is wrong.
We are all wired 24/7, absorbing data and communicating electronically. We keep
our kids programmed in activities and put video games into the hands of
Maybe it is time we stopped, looked and listened to the birds chirping in the
trees and the wind rustling the leaves. Maybe we should actually hear what
others are saying, and relate to each other from our hearts, instead of our