Water is Life

A Thanksgiving recipe

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Start with one fresh-baked rant about the inherently imperialistic origins of the “thanksgiving” holiday.

Add a bitter comment about what’s happening right now at Standing Rock under a Democratic president and what that says about how little progress America has made.

Season with notes of despair and impotent rage at the recently concluded election (the whole thing, not just the conclusion).

Add tearful reflections on how movements for change that could make a difference get destroyed over and over again in a political system designed to render the vast majority powerless.

Take the resulting steaming cauldron and cover it in ashes and burning coals until it cooks down into a hard stone weight of grief and despair.

And then bury it, deep under the clay soil, and go sit someplace green with a glass of something potent and watch the wind in the trees.