Turkey day is almost here. It's a day when Americans stuff themselves silly, watch two bad teams play football on television, and then go to bed with all the food that they just ate stuffed into their stomachs. They do this so that they can get up early the next day and spend money on marked up (and then slashed down) items that they think they are getting deals on.
I suspect that there will be a lot of awkward conversations over the turkey. Some family members will believe (and rightfully so) that the turkey sitting in the middle of the table would have been a better president than the orange one who is soon to be sworn in. They will look at the other family members who voted for the orange turkey and think: How could you?
If any of you white folks out there have black family members, don't be surprised if they take a pass on the family dinner this year. "Son where is Kadisha? Oh she is home mom, she has a serious headache and she won't be making it this year. Of course she offers her sincerest apologies. Oh I am sorry to hear that son. How long has she been feeling this way? Since around November 8th, mom."