The bridge between tribes, nations and people with many cultural and religious differences looks a bit like this:
The bridge is made of meat.
See - It was a wintry day, many years ago, when the celebration of meat became a symbol of unity between Native American tribes. There would be a hunt for buffalo, and in particularly horrible weather conditions, oftentimes this hunt was futile. Some tribes would have a successful hunt, while neighboring tribes would not even make a kill. In an effort to ease tensions between neighboring tribes, the Native Americans would extend their successes to other tribes as a peace offering. It’s never a good idea to have bad blood with a better hunter than yourself, as they’re full up with meat-energy, protein and enough kick to successfully pulverize you. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. If they offer you and your family nourishment, you shouldn’t refuse. Not only would it be disrespectful, but it would create stress within your own tribe. If your baby starves because of your pride, you’re not a very good parent, right? If you want to be strong, you must NOURISH yourself, and your people. Differences were set aside so that everyone could enjoy a meal together, while bouncing from tribe-to-tribe, filling up on various meats. Oftentimes the meals consisted of freshly cooked buffalo, deer, chicken, pigs or whatever-creature-made-of-meat was on the business end of a sharp object. The meat was always prepared by the natives over an enormous fire-pit, and the smell of cooking meat was a smoke-signal to other neighboring tribes, billowing a welcome to come and share the meat. A meat-beacon if you will.
Don’t forget to celebrate annual Meat Day, every year on January 22.
Since the days of the original meat day, there have been embellishments to flow with the times. Meat Day now means to eat bar-b-que. All day. Don’t just go to one bar-b-que places, either. Go to several (symbolizing the various tribe-jumping)
So next time January 22nd rolls around, don’t forget to Bar-B-Que hop. Host a ‘que of your own if want, but don’t forget to eat it elsewhere, too. Send wafting meat-smell through the air. Activate your meat beacon, if you know what I mean. Oh, and vegetarians need not apply. This is a tradition that transcends herbivores almost entirely. This is not a PETA sensitive holiday, whatsoever.
So tell me - How did you spend your annual Meat Day?