Wednesday, November 23, 2005

“Why me?” A Letter from an American Turkey

Washington DC (November 23, 2005) – Dear Fellow Americans: I know, tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day, one of your biggest and joyful holidays of the year. But for us, it is a day of mortal sadness, because I know 60 millions of my compatriots will die for your enjoyment this year. Once again, we American Turkeys will commemorate the “Massacre of Plymouth,” a very dark day in our history, when the Pilgrims and the Wampanoag initiated this fateful meal in 1621. Why can you Americans eat something else at your Thanksgiving Dinner? Why us, loyal and patriotic American turkeys? Do you know that we were not even mentioned in the 1863 Thanksgiving Day Proclamation by President Abraham Lincoln. Not a word in there that Americans should eat turkey for Thanksgiving. Why don’t you try goose, duck, pigeon or frog like the sophisticated Europeans? Or dog, monkey, snake like some people in other parts of the world? I am confident that if you could asked the Pilgrims in 1621, they would love to have “lobster fra diavolo en coquille” for their Thanksgiving Dinner, instead of that boring roasted turkey that they had had all year long. Anyway, the situation has been and will remain fatally grim for us here in the United States. We have no support from PETA people; they eat us with joy instead of organizing protest against “animal cruelty” on our behalf. Our lobby organization, the National Turkey Federation is a joke. The best they have achieved since 1947 is to save only one turkey life a year. Sadly, my final hours are ticking; the end of my life is near, I now resign to my destiny and hope that with my passing, some American families would have some memorable hours tomorrow.