What 202 is Thankful for?

Samuel G. Slocum

November 21, 2017

Volume II, Issue III

After the 202 Thanksgiving feast, (p. 3), I really got to thinking about what I was thankful for. I spent that night looking up at the ceiling, listening to 202A and B argue about the secession, trying to figure out what in the world I was thankful for. In times like these, with Trump and all, it is easy to slip into the attitude that everything is stupid and dumb, but it is important to note all the good things in life every now and again. But this is where the difficulty would lie for me: what the hell am I thankful for? Am I thankful for my education? No. Family? Not really. Friends? Hard pass. So what does this leave me with? What is the one thing that remains for me to be thankful for? One word: balls. I know this seems ridiculous, but when it comes down to it, balls are the only thing I’m really thankful for. What would we do without ‘em? Are they even real? (See Volume I, Issue IV, p. 4 “Are Balls Real? A Quandary” by Skyler Knapp).