Thanksgiving is America’s deadliest holiday with an average of 576 deaths per year since 1982
This is news to me (the bit about the deaths I mean). By any chance, did your reaearch tell you what these deaths are usually a result of? i.e. Carving knives, encounters with estranged family members, canned cranberry sauce ect.
Probably all of those have, at one time or another, around the Thanksgiving holiday, resulted in the unfortunate demise of someone (ruining, I imagine, the holiday for all those who knew the poor soul). I myself knew personally someone who broke their big toe on the morning of Thanksgiving!
However, in my research I found, for whatever that’s worth, because, as you are probably already well aware, anecdotal evidence should be believed first, most died due to automobile accidents. Most likely as a result of drinking intoxicating spirits to an extent that their sensory awareness was seriously affected, though it is possible other drugs may have been involved, such as angel dust (PCP), cocaine, bennies, etcetera…
-The President and Founder
I don’t think the Turkeys have that great a Thanksgiving either mind you.
– sonmi and the Turkey upon the Cloud
Oh, no, not most of them, though every year The President of These United States does pardon one turkey. For example, in 2009 the current President, Barack Obama, pardoned a turkey named ‘Courage’ (it was Reagan (Grandpa Reagan!) who issued the first pardon of a turkey). This in no way, don’t get me wrong, makes even the slightest difference to the estimated 46 million turkeys eaten each year which is, as anyone with eyes to see could see, a sight more than the however many people I said died. And to top it off the turkey could have been the national bird!
– The President and Founder
PS my failure to capitalize the word ‘turkey’ was simply an oversight, though it could very well indicate possible subconscious negative emotions toward them, or lead some novices to believing I am what might be called a ‘lower case poet’.
POTUS: “Pardon the turkey… And bring hither the fatted calf…”
I have been, on occasion, called the prodigal son
-The President etc.
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