With the economy imploding and jihadist bombs exploding, I can’t remember a more depressing Thanksgiving in my increasingly long life. Still we have some things to be happy for. The “British Curry King” made it out alive.
Okay. Bad joke.
But we do really have things to be happy for, even in the darkest times – our families, our friends, our health, that John Kerry didn’t become Secretary of State. [I thought you were going to stay away from the gallows humor.-ed. Sorry, it's in the DNA.]
Okay, okay, there is something truly serious and possibly positive in all this – the bleakest moments can bring us together. When families gather around the Thanksgiving table today, one thing should be clear to the lefties and the righties in everybody’s mishpocheh (sorry for the Yiddish term, but I didn’t want to repeat families, and you know what I mean): The brutal events in Mumbai remind us all that the War on Terror is the real deal – not a police action, as the aforementioned Mr. Kerry once said – that will doubtless be with us for the rest of our lives. And that may include the young children at the table.
So what do we do now? Well, as I recall, we just had an election. Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. Obama. You wanted to be President? Well, now you are. Democratic Congress, your turn too.
For the moment, I am happy about this. It has long been my contention that the War on Terror (War on Islamofascism) will only be won if the Democratic Party owns it as well as the Republicans. Now that can happen, for better or worse. So, dear readers of this blog, when you gather around your tables today, love that family member who voted for the other side. You’re going to need him or her and he or she is going to need you. We’re all in this together.