So, until the third week of November, no "jolly". Just don't.
Well, that's just stupid, right? Why do we have ANY holiday seasons?
We're just in the middle of "patriotic season". Dust off your Old Glory and fire up a grill, just like Abe and George did. And don't forget the beer! Nothing says love-of-country like excessive belching and frequent urination. If Thomas Jefferson had a speedboat, you'd best believe he'd be towing Sally, Martha and the gang on tubes down the Potomac. 'Merica.
Then, there's those other "minor" seasons. There's that one you remember that you love people and buy them useless flowers. And the "get scared" season where waifs walk up to your door and extort you. My favorite is the one holiday that answers the question "What Would Jesus do?". Well, he'd buy peeps and chocolate bunnies (and dye eggs, just like Pilate did). Just remember to wash your hands afterward.
In all seriousness, we do not need a season to remember to be thankful, or love one another. I'm patriotic as hell, and it cheeses me that folks need an excuse to fly their flag. And when they do, they fly it for almost a week before realizing that "they lost that lovin' their country feeling".
Will these Sunshine Patriots fly the flag on Veteran's Day? No. Wrong season. It's time to scrape-up the rotten pumpkins and buy a frozen turkey.
If you love someone, do you just buy them gifts on holidays? If you love your country, is there a special time to show that love?
When I become World Despot, each Holiday will be one day. Not weeks-on-end of gluttony, fake sincerity and consumer orgies.
If you love something, (like a holiday) set it free. If it dies alone in a ditch, chocking on it's own celebratory vomit, give thanks.