Accidental Black Friday

There is no denying that I’m an early bird. As someone who grew up in the Midwest, I’ve always kept an early schedule. Beyond that, my Autism contributed heavily to my insomnia. Today, it fits perfectly into my old man schedule.

We had our Thanksgiving on Wednesday, and it went fine enough, outside of my anxiety that was caused by a blast of change upon change upon change. But this isn’t about that struggle.

Rascal T. Brat, being a cute elderly kitty.

Late yesterday, I decided to put some turkey leftovers in the crock pot to make a turkey soup of sorts. I needed a few things, like celery and corn. But I also needed some itch medicine for my little buddy Rascal, who is going through some hot spots.

With that information, I decided to go to Walmart instead of the grocery store. The grocery store has some hot spot medications, but only for dogs.

So I went to the local Walmart with my mission on my mind. As I pulled into the parking lot, there were signs pointing toward the store with the words “BIG DEALS” on them.

This was the moment where I realized that it was Black Friday.

The phrase “Black Friday” has its origins in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, although sources cannot agree if it was 1950 or 1961. Black Friday represents the color of ink that the retailers and other shops want to see in their books.

When a company’s capital is in the negative, the ink is RED. But when the money is in the positive, then the ink is BLACK.

That said, the concept of Black Friday, as we know it today, is all about “great deals” to be had on things. So that 60″ television set that used to be $800 is now something like $350. It’s a relatively new concept, and it’s not good for our society.

But it is good for the corporate pocketbooks.

More and more Americans are finding themselves to be poor, or at least low enough that their ability to celebrate the American tradition of Christmas is severely hobbled. Most Americans are maxed out on their credit cards. Basically, our financial situation is unsustainable.

Black Friday is mainly targeted at the poor in our society. But it also attracts the greedy.

Typically, people start camping outside the store, sometimes in a line of sorts. Other times, they’re just in a big glob of a mass of idiot humans.

Most of the time, they wait for the doors to open. If they don’t get the doors opened fast enough, people will violently push. People have been trampled, stabbed, or killed, as they fight over things.


The victors of the bloody battle take home their bounty, wipe the blood off of their faces, try to clean it from the products they purchased, and then they wrap them up, or more than likely keep it for themselves.

It’s the worst of Humanity, on full display.

It mostly went fine. This is a small town, so I’m sure it’s worse in places like Los Angeles. There was ample parking, so that was fine.

I got up to the entrance and noticed two extra guards. Cool.

The lady who greeted me says, “Do you need to know where to find the hot deals? Apple watch? Smartphone? Television? Other Electronics?”

I told her that I was here by accident, and just needed some vegetables and cat medicine.

This particular Walmart was more crowded than usual, but not packed to the gills, and nobody was killing anyone over anything.

I was at the check-out, when a Karen walked up to bother the cashier who was helping me about something. When the cashier said that she needed the receipt to do that, the woman absolutely BLEW UP!

“You’re accusing me of STEALING! ME!”

This is the battle cry of the Trump Republican; the people who believe that things like checking receipts is a violation of THEIR freedoms. But they’d better keep checking the receipts of non-whites and anyone else who isn’t in their tribe. It’s really animalistic, uneducated, and weak.

Fortunately for all of us, this Karen left right after she finished her huff.

It is truly sad, but in today’s social climate in America, you can tell the politics of someone by how they behave in public. Karens and others who scream about their “freedoms” are typically Trumper Republicans, the lowest of the low.

I think the loud screeching is some kind of mating call, like, “Fk me! Fk me!” And the red baseball caps are part of their plumage.

But I digress.

At the exit, they asked to see my receipt, and I showed it to them. They checked things and thanked me, and I was on my way.

I survived my first Black Friday, thanks to my being in a very small town.

This happened years ago at a Costco. Costco is a place to shop that is membership-based. They check your membership card before you are allowed inside, and then they also check your receipt when you leave.

I did some big shopping one day, and got lots of things, including a new Samsung tablet that cost about $500.

The cash register was busy, and I was putting bags in my car, getting my payment card read, and other distractions.

I go toward the exit, and the person asks to check my receipt. I give him my receipt, and he’s checking things out.

“Oops, there’s a problem. Something is missing. Let’s go back go cash register 4, please.”

I follow him.

As it turns out, the cashier scanned the tablet and then set it to the side, so it wouldn’t be boxed up with grocery items. She set it far enough away that I didn’t even think of it.

So I got my Samsung tablet, thanked security, and left.

I can only imagine the problem I would have if I had realized that I didn’t have it, and went back with my receipt to say that I didn’t get it. The security receipt check saved me $500 and a major headache.

I grew up with Christmas being a secular holiday where loved ones get together and exchange humble gifts. There was no big show of expensive items, and there was no religious celebration of any kind.

In recent years, there are some vocal and unaware Christian “leaders” who get angry every year about the “war on Christmas.” The idea is that Atheists and non-Christians are “destroying Christmas,” by saying things like “Happy Holidays,” instead of “Merry Christmas.”

Never mind that “holiday” is the combination of two words; “holy” and “day.” That’s not good enough. They want the holiday to be exclusively theirs, and they don’t want anyone else celebrating it.

They even get angry because Starbucks “took Jesus off the cups,” when there never WAS a Jesus on the cups in the first place. They think it clever to tell the barista that their name is “Merry Christmas,” as if it’s a cute way to force them to say it.

The reality of that situation is people say whatever the hell they want to say. Businesses will tend to lean toward “Happy Holidays” because their goal is to appeal to as many people as possible, so that they can get into the “black” on their books.

It’s the kind of stupidity that knows no bounds.

And as these people whine about “Jesus is the reason for the season,” I think about those same people — who have the nerve to call themselves “good Christians” — who are selfishly destroying our society and KILLING innocent people with their gestation and spreading of COVID variants that are stronger and more difficult to fight.

To this, I say NO, Jesus is NOT the reason for the season. The reason for the season is to spend more money than people you know, so that you can be better than them. It’s to acquire things, and to feel proud that you trampled a pregnant woman to death so that you could get a few hundred bucks off for a gaming console.

As they whine about how “happy holidays” is hurting their feelings, and as they cry about how Christmas is being taken away from them, I cannot help but think about what THEY are taking away from us.

They TOOK Christmas 2020 away from us by NOT getting vaccinated and NOT adhering to public safety guidelines. Family, friends, and loved ones ARE FOREVER DEAD because THEY couldn’t be bothered to take responsibility. The leader they literally religiously worship decided to politicize a public health crisis for his own benefit.

You can tell who cares about the well-being of their fellow American citizens, and who does not. The ones who do NOT go out of their way to make themselves visible, by wearing red hats, covering their cars with bumper stickers that contain the “F” word, they wear crosses, and they call themselves “good Christians.”

They’re utterly horrific monsters.

And you can see just how horrific they are on the news, when the Black Friday disaster videos start showing up.

So whenever someone says that “Jesus is the reason for the season,” the first two words that come to mind are “Black Friday.”

And the first thought I have is all of the completely unavoidable death that has been brought to us by these “good Christians” who refuse to take the pandemic seriously because of their superstitious mythological beliefs and their political standing.

Remember what they took from you.

Really, grown adults should know better.

Vaush says it better than I ever could. From Christmas 2020.

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Published by DrumWild

Writing about drums, music, and philosophy.

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