Whew! I'm glad that's over. Thanksgiving's passed, and appreciation once again can take a back seat to resentment over life not working out the way we want.

But it's not like we'll be allowed to enjoy our self-judgment for long, because right around the corner the real holidays are coming. And with them will come a mass insanity that will make us want to fill ourselves with love and a spirit of giving, even when we can't afford it.

Bah, humbug!

Why can't people just leave us alone to wallow in our misery? Why do they think we even want to feel good, much less make others feel that way, too?

The problem with our world isn't the fighting or injustice or oppression or starvation or disease or any of the other things we're made to feel guilty of.

No, the problem with our world is the damn "do-gooders," those people who think they know best for the rest of us and then do their darndest to ram it down our throats.

They've got to be the ones behind Thanksgiving. Who else would run around stuffing us not only with turkey, but foolish thoughts about appreciating all the wonders life brings -- not only the good, but the bad as well.

To boot, then they wrap all their do-good intentions in religion to get us to be nice to each other, and actually care enough about someone else to give even that which we don't have.

Hell, it shouldn't be a surprise. It's not like they limit it to giving away what they've got, either. Robin Hood had nothing on them. They've been doing it with government for a long time now, giving away not only theirs, but everyone else's as well.

So I guess it shouldn't be any surprise they're not only telling us how to be politically correct in our actions, but in our thoughts, too. Talk about thought police!

Can't somebody just shut them up for a while and leave us to our own devices? So what if it doesn't make us happy, spread joy to others, or help those in need?

It's our right to not give thanks for what life serves up. It's our right to keep what we've got and not give it to anyone else. It's our right to be miserable.

So somebody please round up all those do gooders and lock 'em up for a while -- say, maybe for the next month, at least until the New Year sales start when we can gorge ourselves on all the stuff we wanted to give ourselves for Christmas.

I mean, what's so good about feeling good, anyway?

Where's freedom when you need it?