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fustercluck
11-27-2008, 09:11 AM
The Great Thanksgiving Hoax
Daily Article by Richard J. Maybury | Posted on 11/20/1999

Each year at this time school children all over America are taught the official Thanksgiving story, and newspapers, radio, TV, and magazines devote vast amounts of time and space to it. It is all very colorful and fascinating.

It is also very deceiving. This official story is nothing like what really happened. It is a fairy tale, a whitewashed and sanitized collection of half-truths which divert attention away from Thanksgiving's real meaning.

The official story has the pilgrims boarding the Mayflower, coming to America and establishing the Plymouth colony in the winter of 1620-21. This first winter is hard, and half the colonists die. But the survivors are hard working and tenacious, and they learn new farming techniques from the Indians. The harvest of 1621 is bountiful. The Pilgrims hold a celebration, and give thanks to God. They are grateful for the wonderful new abundant land He has given them.

The official story then has the Pilgrims living more or less happily ever after, each year repeating the first Thanksgiving. Other early colonies also have hard times at first, but they soon prosper and adopt the annual tradition of giving thanks for this prosperous new land called America.

The problem with this official story is that the harvest of 1621 was not bountiful, nor were the colonists hardworking or tenacious. 1621 was a famine year and many of the colonists were lazy thieves.

In his 'History of Plymouth Plantation,' the governor of the colony, William Bradford, reported that the colonists went hungry for years, because they refused to work in the fields. They preferred instead to steal food. He says the colony was riddled with "corruption," and with "confusion and discontent." The crops were small because "much was stolen both by night and day, before it became scarce eatable."

In the harvest feasts of 1621 and 1622, "all had their hungry bellies filled," but only briefly. The prevailing condition during those years was not the abundance the official story claims, it was famine and death. The first "Thanksgiving" was not so much a celebration as it was the last meal of condemned men.

But in subsequent years something changes. The harvest of 1623 was different. Suddenly, "instead of famine now God gave them plenty," Bradford wrote, "and the face of things was changed, to the rejoicing of the hearts of many, for which they blessed God." Thereafter, he wrote, "any general want or famine hath not been amongst them since to this day." In fact, in 1624, so much food was produced that the colonists were able to begin exporting corn.

What happened?

After the poor harvest of 1622, writes Bradford, "they began to think how they might raise as much corn as they could, and obtain a better crop." They began to question their form of economic organization.

This had required that "all profits & benefits that are got by trade, working, fishing, or any other means" were to be placed in the common stock of the colony, and that, "all such persons as are of this colony, are to have their meat, drink, apparel, and all provisions out of the common stock." A person was to put into the common stock all he could, and take out only what he needed.

This "from each according to his ability, to each according to his need" was an early form of socialism, and it is why the Pilgrims were starving. Bradford writes that "young men that are most able and fit for labor and service" complained about being forced to "spend their time and strength to work for other men's wives and children." Also, "the strong, or man of parts, had no more in division of victuals and clothes, than he that was weak." So the young and strong refused to work and the total amount of food produced was never adequate.

To rectify this situation, in 1623 Bradford abolished socialism. He gave each household a parcel of land and told them they could keep what they produced, or trade it away as they saw fit. In other words, he replaced socialism with a free market, and that was the end of famines.

Many early groups of colonists set up socialist states, all with the same terrible results. At Jamestown, established in 1607, out of every shipload of settlers that arrived, less than half would survive their first twelve months in America. Most of the work was being done by only one-fifth of the men, the other four-fifths choosing to be parasites. In the winter of 1609-10, called "The Starving Time," the population fell from five-hundred to sixty.

Then the Jamestown colony was converted to a free market, and the results were every bit as dramatic as those at Plymouth. In 1614, Colony Secretary Ralph Hamor wrote that after the switch there was "plenty of food, which every man by his own industry may easily and doth procure." He said that when the socialist system had prevailed, "we reaped not so much corn from the labors of thirty men as three men have done for themselves now."

Before these free markets were established, the colonists had nothing for which to be thankful. They were in the same situation as Ethiopians are today, and for the same reasons. But after free markets were established, the resulting abundance was so dramatic that the annual Thanksgiving celebrations became common throughout the colonies, and in 1863, Thanksgiving became a national holiday.

Thus the real reason for Thanksgiving, deleted from the official story, is: Socialism does not work; the one and only source of abundance is free markets, and we thank God we live in a country where we can have them.

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Mr. Maybury writes on investments.

This article originally appeared in The Free Market, November 1985.

http://www.mises.org/article.aspx?Id=336&FS=The+Great+Thanksgiving+Hoax

Seanz0rz
11-27-2008, 10:08 AM
good article, i suppose. i think this country is great at abandoning traditions.. and i think this is one we need to abandon. im sick of seeing kids talk about the indians and pilgrims. look guys, none of that happened! how about we use this holiday as a autum 4th of july?

for me, thanksgiving was never about sharing with the indians (we wiped them nearly off the face of the earth...) or any of the old colonial crap. it was about being thankful for what you have, and sharing that with others less fortunate. Typically, every year we have on average of 35 people over, some family, most just people we have collected over the years, and almost all are less fortunate than my family. Some are invited, with their entire families, because they cannot afford to have a big meal for one day. Others are invited because they have no one to have a big meal with. No one is ever asked to bring anything but themselves and their individual personalities. So far, these are the best parties i have ever been to. We dont sit around a table, we usually dont have turkey (its often more of the mexican food variety), and we dont say grace. every one talks to whomever they want, and everyone always has a good time. There is no expectation from anyone. This is thanksgiving for us, and its always been, by far, my favorite holiday.

Sadly this year, we are unable to do that. with my grandparents failing health, my mom is 1200 miles away taking care of them. Dad and i are simply incapable of putting on that kind of event with out her. this year, and especially the past month, has been extremely difficult for me personally, for various reasons. economic downturn, instability in the world, etc. all contribute to a very scary holiday season for all of us. But, despite how bad it is, and how bad it could (and most likely will) get, we need to remain thankful that we, as americans, live in the greatest nation on earth. i am so thankful to every soldier that has ever fought for this country, every bean counter that decided safety was more important than saving $1.12, thankful to the postman who delivered my mail in the pouring rain yesterday. Thankful for that car that stopped at the stop sign. i am absolutely thankful for everything in this world, good and bad. thankful to my friends and family for being there when i needed them most, and there even when i didnt need them.

most importantly, i am thankful to my parents, and especially to my mom, who 22 years ago today, gave birth to me, and allowed me to enjoy this always wonderful, but often miserable, life!

i give thanks to everyone on this site! you are the best bunch of guys (and gals) i have ever found! thanks to the staff who keep this place up and running. and thanks to everyone who has ever responded to a post requesting help from the community. and thanks to all my REALLY close friends ive managed to find via this site. you guys are the best, and i love you all very, very much, even when you piss me off! you have been there when i needed help the most, and i am forever in debt to you for that!

haha that turned into a long post. whoops!

corax
11-27-2008, 04:59 PM
Sean's gobble gobble day sentiments are admirable. Mine are a bit more cynical (though today was still a good day of reflection on what we all have or are able to accomplish, spent with friends and family), my T-Day tradition always starts with this missive from W Burroughs

Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.

Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.

Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.

Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.

Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.

Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.

Thanks for the KKK.

For nigger-killin' lawmen,
feelin' their notches.

For decent church-goin' women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.

Thanks for "Kill a Queer for
Christ" stickers.

Thanks for laboratory AIDS.

Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.

Thanks for a country where
nobody's allowed to mind the
own business.

Thanks for a nation of finks.

Yes, thanks for all the
memories-- all right let's see
your arms!

You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.

Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.

Don't get me wrong, I still appreciate the holiday, but not for the pomp and Disney-esque aura that surrounds it . . .