I’m upset with the whole concept of Black Friday happening on any day but Black Friday. Call me a conventional girl (not too often, please), but I feel like that tradition should stay as it has been for the last twenty (or so) years.
Black Friday has always been a terrifying situation for me, but I understand the need and want for it. I understand consumerism and capitalism, as it is, in America. I don’t quite know how I feel about it, politically, but I have grown up with it, and, therefore, understand and accept it, for now. Christmas is about a lot of things, but, for the sake of this conversation, it is about presents. Ok – only because I’m, pretty much, required to say it — Christmas is about love and gratitude, family, kindness, generosity, and charity. It’s about big hearts, empathy, and sparkles and snow (and sparkly snow.) Within all of that, it’s been about consumerism. It’s been about Ps3s and Macbook Airs, the new iPad and a brand new polly pocket (isn’t it 1996? no?).
I, for one, want nothing more than to buy my best friend a Superman onesie & pocket watch combo, a metal, life-sized R2D2, and a ticket to NY so he can visit me. I want all these things because I know it will bring a myriad of giggles (to a guy who doesn’t usually giggle), shrieks, and happiness to his life, which, as of late, as been rather bleak and disappointing. (which, for the record, devastates me.)
So, call it consumerism, but, actually, it’s coming from a very generous place. It’s when assholes and spoiled brats take it for granted that it gets really spoiled – when stupid teenagers cry because they got a white iPhone 6+ instead of a black iPhone 6, or the new ps4 instead of whatever the newest Nintendo is.
Which brings me back to my original point. ATTENTION EVERYBODY: BLACK FRIDAY IS OCCURING ON THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 28TH, 2014. ON THANKSGIVING. NOT ON BLACK FRIDAY. BUT ON THANKSGIVING THURSDAY. Stores are opening at morning-hour for Black Friday shoppers. Last year, my New Jersey cousin had to leave Thanksgiving Dinner (yes, both capitalized) to work at Hollister in the NJ mall where he worked. He couldn’t even finish his Thanksgiving meal. He had to be there at Hollister to sell overly-sexualized, overly-small pairs of jeans and shitty t-shirts to asshole consumers who wanted a jump-start on Christmas. How is 12 hours a jump-start on Christmas? You’re already shopping a whole month in advance. Want a jumpstart? Shop in the summer.
When did our desperation for consumerism get to this point? When did we become this? Polluting a holiday about gratitude and family and love with consumerism greed and blackness? (for lack of a better word.)
I have a few friends who are forced to work this Thanksgiving because Black Friday starts early. I find myself in Revo-Mode. For those of you who don’t know me personally, I am a revolutionary. I am an indigo-child. I am born and bred to fight for those who can’t fight for themselves. To fight for the causes that lose traction, but are equally as important as those that don’t. I am a Revolutionary, and there are a few who have joined me in my fight in the recent years. We call ourselves the Revos, and I am still fighting!
Unless you work at a grocery store or a coffee shop in your town. you should not be working. Nobody should be shopping for Christmas on Thanksgiving. You should only be buying coffee for your dinner guests, or getting the Turkey your mother or father forgot to order, perhaps even buying canned gravy because – let’s be honest – nobody can make a perfect Turkey stock gravy.