Happy Earth Day. We were planning a big Earth Day party, but Earth, it seems, is in a bit of a sour mood and has decided to take it out on the rest of us in the form of isolated thunderstorms. This Spring has more or less followed the same pattern: 1 day of sunny, 1 day of cloudy, 2 days of Genesis flood, repeat.
So we won’t be celebrating Earth Day this year so much as awkwardly acknowledging it at dinner. You know how it is. Actually, I was under the impression that Earth Day wasn’t a real holiday—just something tacked on by a committee that wanted to outdo Arbor Day. I don’t know anyone that genuinely celebrates either, other than Google I mean.
As it stands, Earth Day is more of an observance, kind of like Martin Luther King Day. Either you feel somewhat dejected for not getting the day off or somewhat guilty for getting the day off, because having a holiday to commemorate a murder just doesn’t seem very fitting. Although I must admit it sometimes occurs to me that we should start a petition for a John Lennon day—see if we can squeeze a little extra time off from December.
Or maybe I’m getting this all wrong. Maybe it’s not an environmental celebration, but a planetary one! Celebrate Earth, because it’s not nearly as hot as Mercury! Maybe we could set this perspective straight with a Jupiter Day or a Saturn Day. Who’s with me? Let’s start a Saturn Day and everyone (well, not everyone, but most people) should be off work on Saturn Day.
Saturn Day. Think about it.
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