So here's yesterday 'was Thanksgiving, the famous Thanksginving. In theory it would be a party where riunirsoi with loved ones and then thank the Lord for what we received in terms of affection, joy, achievement and so on. in this life. In practice, and 'legalized slaughter a united and an opportunity to eat to bursting. The appearance of the killings and 'quite clear and confirmed by the mysteriously vanished in this period of wild turkeys that normally infest a stretch of road I walk to go to IBM. Some say that these turkeys (Turkeys) are smart and hide. In my opinion it is going to hide ', but in our outstretched belly spasm dall'abbuffata. The fact that these turkeys have abnormal size no longer 'news. For some time I stopped thinking about how much GMO eat every day (which allows me to culinary ventures even when I go to exotic countries like Egypt, but then one day cagotto not tell you no leverage). I discovered that the day of Thanksgiving, good American families make a frugal breakfast, skip lunch, after that 'the binge begin around 4 pm and continues indefinitely. Another noteworthy practice is the fact that you do not eat the cake immediately after the regular meal ... just 'cause there is! So expect a few hours and then down 'with the shot (sweet) of grace. The Pumpkin Pie Worthy of note, that 'the pumpkin pie, sweet typical of Thanksgiving (not for Halloween, even if the parallel a bit' uneasy: what happened to the avalanche of pumpkins that have been used as masks 26 days ago and decorations? themselves this question while eating at the Pumpkin Pie Thankksgiving not 'nice). You tell ': Oh well' we eat like pigs at Christmas. True. But guys have no idea what the Americans are able to eat. Believe me and 'awesome. Although I must say that this last Thanksgiving for the palm of the more 'voracious' round as a Belgian friend, with clear problems of metabolism seen eating like an elephant and is 'more' lean on me! Finally
two thoughts: the first is my first Thanksgiving, when in California we were invited by our friend Adrian to his home with his family. The binge there 'was, but also the sense of sharing and hospitality' were very strong. Truly an unforgettable experience.
It seems nice to conclude with the main protagonist of the feast, or turkey. And what better way than on recalling the good old fable of the turkey inductivist?
There was a turkey on a farm which was brought to the food is at 9 am. The turkey looked so
that any day of the week, there was the sun or the weather, the food was being brought at the same time.
From these repeated observations and identical in all weather conditions and which were common for all the days of the week, when Turkey applied the inductive method formulated the following theory: "give me the food is at 9 am."
However, on the eve of Christmas (Thanksgiving would be more 'appropriate, ndm), turkey ascertained at his expense the dismantling of this rule: the turkey was killed and served at the table.
Karl Popper (taking Bertrand Russel)
