Ol’ Robbo generally confines himself to two posts a weekend, gardening on Saturdays and God-stuff on Sundays, but I think this weekend merits a dividend:
Today is May the Fifth, Cinco de Mayo. An obscure (to Americans, at least) date in the history of Mexico’s path to independence, now transmogrified by Big Alcohol into an excuse for blatant debauchery much on the level of New Year’s Eve and St. Patrick’s Day.
Yesterday, however, was May the Fourth. An ordinary date now transmogrified by Big Hollywood via a horrible “Star Wars” clinch into something rapidly approaching a new secular holiday.
You may decide for yourselves which one Ol’ Robbo finds more repulsive.
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May 5, 2019 at 11:47 pm
tubbs
To Hell with them.
I refuse to celebrate faux holidays.
5May, Super Bowl Sunday, retailer appointed “Thanksgiving,” etc.
May 6, 2019 at 11:11 am
CaptainNed
Besides, Star Wars Day should be May 25.
May 6, 2019 at 2:51 pm
Robbo
I’m going to give up now and go ahead and ask “whyzat?”
May 6, 2019 at 3:25 pm
CaptainNed
The original Star Wars was released May 25, 1977, and Return of the Jedi was May 25, 1983. Yes, I know a bit too much about Star Wars.
May 6, 2019 at 3:50 pm
Robbo
Ooooh…..
And here I was trying to find some wretched pun in the words five-twenty-five!
At least that’s one fewer voice shouting in my head now.
May 6, 2019 at 5:34 pm
CaptainNed
At least May 25 is properly honored as Towel Day, but only hoopy froods catch that one.
May 6, 2019 at 11:08 pm
Robbo
Oh, I didn’t sass that. Hoopy! **Looks round nervously for the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal**
May 7, 2019 at 9:14 am
the gripping hand
But where is Eccentrica Gallumbits?
May 7, 2019 at 10:51 am
Robbo
To celebrate, we’ll put aside the port and indulge in some Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters.