Random Thoughts on “Black Friday”
My wife Anne is a latecomer to North American culture.
Growing up in Communist Czechoslovakia, she learned at a very early age to tune out the constant drumbeat of mendacious propaganda.
This impermeable filter has served her well in the Ameri-Canadian commercial sphere where orgies of greed punctuate a perpetual hum of rampant consumerism.
Until recently Anne thought that Black Friday connotated a special celebration of Afro-American and Afro-Canadian affirmation, an adjunct to Black Lives Matter. She looked upon this event favourably, until she was sorely disabused.
Black Friday is one of those days that we look forward to being well and truly over.
Your friend,
Robert
Robert McBryde – robertmcbrydeauthor.com
