I had a wonderful, terrible thought that I can sum up in four words that should never, ever be put together.
Thanksgiving
Week
General
Strike
The sheer power of the working class could act like a crowbar in that single, solitary moment and completely bring our economy to a stuttering halt.
All the poor people wind up working all of thanksgiving anyway, if they're good little capitalist slaves they they might get a whole HALF A DAY OFF between the endless march of Thanksgiving stocking and prep and the Black Friday sales that start on Thursday night.
But that's only if we keep showing up. And let's face it, we're all fucked already, it's only a question of how fucked we are. We could unite and really, really stick it to the stock holders, the vulture capitalists, the warmongers, the parasites that feed off our blood and sweat and tears.