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Show 0 p INION THE UNIVERSITY JOl)RNAt'. SOUTH.tnlN UTAH tJNIVE.RSITY. WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 16, 1994 COMMENTARY Round and round in the circle game I was talking to some students the other day abou t the days of the hippies, Yippies and radicals-the '60s, which I lived through, believe it or not. I was told that there are plenty of hippies around today. Of radicals and Yippies, they knew nothing. " What in the world keeps hippies together now?" I asked, somewhat smugly, knowing that today there couldn't be the kind of bonding glue that was so prevalent in those olden times. But, I was surprised. "Oh, free sex and free drugs, " was the answer. Things haven't changed all that much, I guess. You see, that's pretty much all the '60s hippies were about. Not a lot more. However, you must understand, radicals and Yippies were a bit more than all that. Their passion to change the world, to end a war, to inflict punishment on those who embraced the status quo, was much more than the passion to "groove" evinced by hippies. The radicals-Weathermen-and Yippies were about bombing government buildings and banks to foment change. Wrapped in the banner of youthful rebellion, they spelled the name of our country "Amerika" in an arrogant and directionless attempt to belong to something other than the world of o u r parents: "The Establishment." "Yeah," I said, " we t hought it was cool to compare Richard Nixon and Ronald Reagan and the other gargoyles of capitalist warmongering and robbers of human rights to the demons of Nazi Germany. It's too bad you're missing that. It was far out, man." I purposefully blotted out memories of National Guardsmen shooting demonstrators. T hen, I was told, there are those in California today who are spelling the names of that state and this nation with a "K," in response to the passage of Proposition 187. Whoah, Bummer! ls this a flashback, or what? Come on! I don't want to live the '60s again. It was hard enough the first time to have to choose sides. I ended up being on both sides at different times-and sometimes at the sam e time. It wasn't easy. I remember standing in line in a big plane ready to jump out with all the other soldiers and singing under my breath "Get Together" by the Youngbloods. "Come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together, try to love one another right now." It was positively schizoid. I'm now going to closely watch for signs of deja vu; for signs of the pendulum swinging back once more. Not so close as to tune in Rush Limbaugh, mind you, but just close enough so I can see either the marchers or Guardsmen coming over the hill. After all, you don't have to be a weatherman to know which way the wind blows. THE JOURNAL WILL TAKE A THANKSGIVING VACATION FOLLOWING THIS EDITION AND RETURN ON WEDNESDAY, NOV. 30. 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SoMeTtliN G, MARA LOMBARDO COMMENTARY Reindeer steal Thanksgiving The night after Halloween I wa lked into a store and I saw tree decorations, candy can es, mis tl e toe, and a ll s orts of oth e r vario us Christmas decorations. It made me feel lik e Santa and his reindeer were soon to be on their way down my chinmey. Then I realized that I ha<l just been handing out candy to little ghosts and goblins. Hey, what happe ned to Thanksgiving? I know it is a holiday because we get a week off from school to celebrate. It amazes me how something so important to our heritage gets passed by so that toy makers can raise their profit margin. What really catches my goat is that we often forget why we are taking the week off to celebrate. . When I was in elementary school we would get dressed up as pilgrims and Indians and have a pa rty. All five o f those school years I remember tracing my hand and making a turkey out of it. I would take that turkey home and my parents would be so proud of my art work. What I really enjoyed about those parties was that I was sure to get a cupcake. My big mouth longed for those wonderful delicases and so each time there was a party, I was sure to be happy. What I did not understand as I indulged in that cupcake back then is the same thing I oft en forget to remember today . Food was no t the only reason for the party, there was som ething to be learned, also. T hrough th e little skits I learned how the Indians taught the Pilgrams to cultivate the land. The skits were about how the New World had been fou nded and called America. We started t h e sk its with Pilgrims sailing on the M ayflower that landed on Plymouth rock, in Massachusetts in the year 1620. Once the Pilgrams arrived at their new home they ran out of food. N ot for long, th ough, because the Indians were also on that rock and they became friends with th e Pilgrims . Soon after they became friends, the two groups traded their knowledge and tools. Luckily the Indians had the knowledge to produce enough food for themselves and the Pilgrims or the Pilgrims may not have survived. Not too long after, the Pilgrims got together and feasted like they had never done before. For three days they celebrated giving thanks for the plentatude their crops had provided. There was more to those skits than just a costume, there was a part of my past. A part which soon became a holiday. What I did not learn through those skits is how the holiday became a marked day on the calender. Well, it was all because of Sarah J. Hale, editor of the Ladies Magazine in Boston. She decided that a day needed to be set aside to give thanks to God for the blessings of the past year. In 1827 Sarah started writing about the need for a united day. Yet it was no t until October 3, 1863 t ha t Thanksgiving became an annual holiday. It was on this day that President Lincoln signed a proclamation stating that the last Thursday in November should be a day of giving thanks- a day for thanking God for the gifts of the past year and a day to rem ember all of the natural fruits the land provides. It is funny the things we sometimes forget about or look over. There is little reason why we h a ve t o see C hristm as s tuff in stores w ithout regard to T hanksgiving. There are decorations for Thanksgiving, too. Look out the window and see the beautiful orange/yellow fall leaves dangling on t he tree or the pu mpkins p lump in th e garden and you will see wh at Thanksgiving is all about. Mara Lombardo is a senior English ma;or. |
