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Rush Ho! Ho! Limbaugh and the Spirit of Thanksgiving

Rush Limbaugh is in a dither about the President's
Thanksgiving proclamation.  The President referred to
the "contributions of Native Americans, whose skill in
agriculture helped the early colonists survive, and whose
rich culture continues to add to our Nation's heritage".

Well, you can understand how that got Rush all lathered up!

Rush apparently doesn't think those early European settlers
owe much of anything to Native Americans.  They even
scammed the immigrants by selling them Manhattan, which
belonged, Rush said, to someone else.  About all Rush
can find that Native Americans contributed to the European
immigrants was tobacco, and lung cancer, and all that.
(Rush Limbaugh is a champion cigar smoker, himself.  But
no mind!  This isn't about making sense!)

No, Rush says, we immigrants don't owe Native Americans
much of anything, not even survival!  What really happened,
Rush says, is that the immigrants (I don't think Rush calls them
"immigrants") had experimented with socialism, and that
they almost didn't survive until they became capitalists.

Rush is right.  We get so caught up in giving thanks to God
and eating turkey that we forget what Thanksgiving is
really all about:  becoming capitalists, and how Native
Americans scammed us and gave us tobacco and cancer.

Just in case you are not sure:  this is the same Rush Limbaugh
who scares the crap out of any Republican who disagrees
with him.  There have been a few who tried, but who recanted.

Incidentally, how did you vote in the recent election?

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