Thanksgiving is a good day to be thankful for some things, so yesterday I made a list of things I am thankful for. In no particular order of importance or priority, I am thankful for this amazing equipment that allows me to record my thankfulness and share it with you.
Without this amazing equipment, I’d have to write it out longhand or on a clunky old typing machine, set it in the mimeograph device, add ink and hope I’m not covered in purple stuff when I’m done. I am particularly thankful because for a day and a half I was unable to “login” to our system, and I had to do it the old fashioned way — write on one system then copy and paste it into the main system. If it appears I don’t know what I’m talking about, that is basically true.
I’m thankful for being able to turn on the tap just about everywhere in this country and feel confident that what pours out won’t rearrange any vital organs or make me glow in the dark. That can’t be said in lots of places like where they don’t even have water let alone taps.
While it may not be the smartest thing to do, you can still get away with sending money in the mail and have a better than reasonable assurance that it will get to the addressee intact. I hardly ever send cash, but when I have, it has always gotten to where it was supposed to go. I’m thankful for our Postal Service and the perpetual honesty of my fellow Americans, frankly. And while I’m at it, how about stop signs? In 99.99 percent of the time, everybody stops as expected, thus saving 99.99 percent of us a trip to the “emergency” or worse. You can’t beat that for a society with more than 300 million people.
On the other hand, in the unlikely event one of those .01 percenters did fail to stop, resulting in a trip to the emergency, I’m absolutely certain that my care on the way would be first rate and my treatment thereafter would match it. How big is that? That’s really something to be thankful for, and I am.
In some countries they might stone you because you caused the accident, not because you actually did, but as a foreigner it would be your fault. If you weren’t there, it wouldn’t have happened, by their lights. The logic can’t be denied, but I wouldn’t want to challenge it.
It’s easy to be thankful for breathable air. Imagine living in London or maybe Pittsburgh or Baltimore or someplace like that in the 19th and early 20th centuries when air was something you almost had to push aside in order to work your way through. Thanks to whatever bunch of geniuses figured out that there had to be a better way to live.
Ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent of the time, you can find what you need in a big grocery store or hardware/equipment shop. And in the unlikely event that they don’t have what you wanted or needed, they’ll have something similar that will do the job. One store I was in last week didn’t carry turkey broth. They had scads of chicken broth, but no turkey. Strange for this time of year, I thought. So I went to another store and it had beyond scads of turkey broth.
Now neither of those stores is more than a couple of minutes from my house, so if I lived in Swaziland or Wyoming, it might have been a much bigger inconvenience. So I’m thankful I don’t live in Swaziland or Wyoming. Well, actually, most of Wyoming would be pretty neat if you don’t have to go to the store several times a day.
I’m thankful that my health care company didn’t cancel me, and the premium only went up $15.40. I can live with that, ha, ha. I’m also super thankful that Iran is less likely to unleash a nuclear weapon on us within the next six months thanks to the “historic” deal that was made last week. I understand there are those who say we got hoodwinked, but that’s hard to swallow unless one assumes that all the other big league participants got hoodwinked as well. Iran is tough and clever and ambitious — but that smart and devious? — I think not.
Our great and glorious friend and ally Saudi Arabia is said to be “furious” with us over the Iran deal. They want to be king of the hill in the neighborhood plus they hate Iran’s Shia version of Islam like poison. Fareed Zakaria, a dang smart smarthead wrote about that. He said to Saudi Arabia, “Tough!” and went on to describe that kingdom as one of the most despotic, unreasonable, tyrannical, vicious, reactionary, untrustworthy places on earth. It’s always in the top five in an annual “worst governments” survey. So if Saudi Arabia doesn’t like it, it can’t be all bad. I’m thankful for people like Fareed Zakaria who can always add clarity to important things in our world.
Back home, I’m thankful we can once again host the friends and family get-together and thankful that so many can be here to care and share Thanksgiving with us. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours.
Chris Daley is a weekly columnist for the Mounain Democrat.