Black Friday

“Daddy, why to they call it Black Friday?”

“Lo, for the Dark Lord did look afoul upon the Feast of Thanks. As his odious gaze turned on the great city, the skies filled with uncountable flocks of great ravens. The sun dimmed and thunderclouds gathered. All was lain to waste beneath his inexorable wrath. Never has the land been as dark or as accursed as that day, for the Dark Lord’s hatred for all things joyous knows no bounds.”

“Ummm… so why do people go out and buy stuff?”

“Oh, you know. Everything gets commercialized these days.”