On Nov. 23, 2012, shoppers pour into the Valley River Center mall for the Midnight Madness sale, in Eugene, Ore. U.S. shoppers hit stores and websites at record numbers over the four-day Thanksgiving weekend, according to a survey released by the National Retail Federation on Sunday.
Days after families gathered to eat and count their blessings or shop in a frenzy over post-Thanksgiving sales, Rabbi David Wolpe of Sinai Temple in Los Angeles penned the following poem about who we are as a nation.
Thanksgiving’s done. The turkey’s dead.
The kids have been ushered up to bed.
We are grateful not for material wealth
But family, friends, continued health.
And that is why, on this contented night
As we turn out the kitchen light,
We pray that tomorrow’s dawn will see
Our most successful shopping spree.
Forget the spirit of gratitude.
We’re all about to come unglued
Wal-Mart on this day will be
The sacred altar of our GDP.
So dash the thanks and start the car
Let’s remember who we are
Less focused on holy than on grail
–That goblet set just went on sale.
We’ll act as though we’ve cash to burn
‘Til the holy day of great return.
Rabbi of Sinai Temple in Los Angeles, David Wolpe is the author of seven books including “Making Loss Matter: Creating Meaning in Difficult Times” and his latest, “Why Faith Matters.” Follow him onFacebook.