Vanity Fairest

I got an email today with a petition to make September 11 a national holiday. This one was written by the son of a firefighter who died in the collapse. It called for the holiday to honor our nation’s firefighters, but I found many others online petitioning to call 9/11 “Unification Day,” a day to protest the so-called “War on Terror,” a day to remember the victims, and so on and so forth.

It’s a nice idea. The cynic in me doesn’t think that typing my name on an email constitutes a legal signature, let alone the issue of relevance of an email forward to “The Government.”

Oddly enough, tonight is Baskin-Robbins’ annual 31-cent scoop night, tantamount to a national holiday as far as I’m concerned. This year they are scooping up cones for a quarter, a nickel and a penny — that’s less than a postage stamp, folks!! — in honor of America’s firefighters. Not sure that the firefighters get anything tangible out of it, but I’m sure my brother the firefighter would be happy for me and my cheap scoop of cookie dough.

Is it mere coincidence that I should get the petition on this, my favorite holiday? You see where I’m going with this: combining the Baskin-Robbin’s concept with a September 11 national holiday. Something about the American dream … liberty, justice, and cheap ice cream for all  … celebrating our freedom and honoring lives lost by enjoying America’s favorite dessert …

Too gauche? I suppose you are right. It worked out better in my head. This is why I’m not in marketing.