I'm currently watching the recent film adaptation of Mansfield Park. ( And my thoughts? AUGH NO THEY SEXED UP JANE AUSTEN...and that's actually one of the less traumatic things about this film )
...Here's a little editorial on Thanksgiving from the Iowa City paper. It's complete with the traditional "Squanto helped the Pilgrims, and then they were all happy and friendful and aren't we glad for friendship, tra la la!"
Now, maybe it's just the fact that I'm now into the postcolonial section of my theory course, but I find myself asking, "but...where's the part where all the Indians die horribly of disease, etc.?" (I suppose that could be a bit of a downer for the kiddies, but I do find it disturbing that no one even pays any attention to it. I mean, what essentially amounts to genocide always gets shoved under the rug, which kinda irritates me.)
Personally, I prefer to think of Thanksgiving the same way Anya from Buffy does - it's basically just a ritual sacrifice with pie. Tasty pie.
...Here's a little editorial on Thanksgiving from the Iowa City paper. It's complete with the traditional "Squanto helped the Pilgrims, and then they were all happy and friendful and aren't we glad for friendship, tra la la!"
Now, maybe it's just the fact that I'm now into the postcolonial section of my theory course, but I find myself asking, "but...where's the part where all the Indians die horribly of disease, etc.?" (I suppose that could be a bit of a downer for the kiddies, but I do find it disturbing that no one even pays any attention to it. I mean, what essentially amounts to genocide always gets shoved under the rug, which kinda irritates me.)
Personally, I prefer to think of Thanksgiving the same way Anya from Buffy does - it's basically just a ritual sacrifice with pie. Tasty pie.