To all concerned parties: I am neither suicidal nor clinically depressed. I am very thankful for many things in my life both on Thanksgiving and on the other 364 days of the year. I’m an optimistic and happy person! But I deeply appreciate Mr. Burroughs’ acidic wit, razor edged tongue, and lifetime of bullshit that he had to endure. For these reasons, I chose to share this significant work of literary eloquence. I agree with him 100% when he says that America has been despoiled and poisoned. It has! And I am comforted when he says, “thanks for the AMERICAN DREAM to vulgarize and falsify until the bare lies shine through”. Comforted because I no longer feel alone. Alone in a sea of political lies and media spin. The feeling of impotence that envelopes me as I watch the sheep being lead off to the slaughterhouse is maddening. I want to slap the country in the face and scream, “Open your goddamn eyes!” But I tire of such useless machinations and have slowly been beaten into apathy. So today I am thankful for people like William S. Burroughs who, thanks to their crystalline clarity and the raw power of their writing, inspire people to think for themselves and fight for their personal freedom. Even if he was a little creepy.