Oh Thanksgiving, you bastard holiday.  Founded on the false premise that settlers and native Americans got along for more than that first awkward week when they showed up on a boat.  Call me a Conspiracy Theorist, call me what you will, but I believe there's more than an ounce of truth in Richard Greener's "The True Story of Thanksgiving."

Don't get me wrong, I'm no grinch.  I love what Thanksgiving has become.  I just don't see the need to perpetuate the idyllic feast myth.  

As Americans, our youth is founded on lies: The Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy.  Some of these lies never die.  Johnny Appleseed was a ruthless land baron, George Washington grew hemp and probably smoked it, California and Hawaii were stolen from their native peoples - soak that in next time you're having a Mai Tai in Waikiki.

Nevertheless, I love what Thanksgiving has become.  Take a break from work (you only get 10 days a year), go home, spend time with your family, embrace their transgressions, eat until you fall asleep on the couch.

Personally I could eat nothing but dark meat and stuffing...

This week was brought to you by the wines of Ridge, BV, As Sortes, Bridlewood, Oops, Animus, and Clos de Andes.  The music was brought to you by Chi McClean.  You can check out his blog about a traveling musician here.  You can buy his album on iTunes here.

Authordavid koch