The Thanksgiving Address

Dear America,

As your "Thanksgiving" weekend draws to a close and you prepare for another week of operating the economy's machinery, as you're recovering from feasting on flesh and football, I wish to hold your attention for only a short while.

I come to you as a resident on First Nations' land, born during the White Christian year of nineteen hundred eighty. As I was born and raised on First Nations' land, I feel obligated to share with my neighbours on this same land the Iroquois Thanksgiving Address (courtesy of IAEWP). I feel it is only proper that, on this national day of mourning, we listen to the bereaved.

Peace be unto all of you.