Nora, 6: “If ‘Love Is Everything,’ that means that love is garbage.”
She’s some kind of genius.
Amazing how much Tuesday-before-Thanksgiving food poisoning can really help one to limit their quantity on the big day.
It’s more interesting to imagine the mythical first thanksgiving from Tisquantum’s point of view. Here is a man, finally returned from being held captive and shipped to Europe, making his way home after years of absence to find his and all neighboring villages deserted, with the townsfolk all having died or fled.
He speaks English and French after years in both countries, trying to work his way back home, and sees these English as new villagers to enlist in his circle of influence.
They are living off the grain stores in his former town—without them they would have already starved. So the warrior teaches the settlers all he knows of farming, techniques he learned in a French monastery of course, to help them stay alive.
He acts to build power and to consolidate it. European settlers have landed in several places for decades, and even though there aren’t many, he knows the natives are outnumbered. He is also smart enough to understand their rivalries with the French and others, and knows how to make deals.
He’s portrayed as some naive welcoming native, but he was nothing of the sort. He quickly summarized the situation of his devastated hometown and immediately acted in the best way he can to gain power.
One thing that’s difficult to imagine is that he could recognize the selfless Squanto we learn about in elementary school as anything other than an insult.
So, where is the Monk fandom?