By WILL DURST
November 23, 2016
We're not talking about the normal stomach spasms associated with tryptophan poisoning by over sampling the turducken or Aunt Hoogalah's dupamouche. Beware the bubbling casserole dish nowhere near any apparent heat source.
This is more about the turmoil that could result from intermingling with family members who went down a different presidential preference path. It is said that people felt sort of passionate about this past election. It is also rumored that the Pacific Ocean is moist.
Fake news turkeys
First things first - lock up all the liquor. Intoxicants and politics go together like lug nuts and garbage disposals. Same with the sharp objects. Remember, a stabbed aunt is no longer a cookie-making aunt. Collect smart phones at the door. Keep a tire jack handy in a prominent position for the particularly recalcitrant.
Declare the television off-limits, specifically the news. No CNN, MSNBC, Fox News, PBS, HBO, QVC or even HGTV allowed. Commandeer the remotes. If withdrawal symptoms persist, three NFL games are scheduled. This time around, football is your friend, even the Dallas Cowboys. But only this time.
Instead of turkey or ham, choose a menu that requires a mite more than the standard concentration. Alaskan King Crab legs, artichokes, jumbo prawns with the heads on, whole coconuts, poisonous puffer fish, pistachios, pomegranates. Engage the whole clan in a game of "Mushroom. Mushroom. Who's Got the Bad Mushroom?"
If these precautions prove inadequate and your philosophical bent is called into question, consider these helpful responses to keeping altercations to a minimum.
How to skirt messy election questions at Thanksgiving dinner:
Feign ignorance. "Election? What election? There was an election?"
"How many times do I have to tell you, we residents of the planet Melmac are not allowed to interfere in Earthly affairs."
"I voted for Ferris Buehler."
Try something to offend everyone: "I don't care who the president is, as long as Justin Bieber is still Dreamboat-in-Chief."
Pander egregiously: "To me, there is now and always has been, only one president. Richard Milhous Nixon. (Or Ronald Wilson Reagan. Franklin Delano Roosevelt. Pick the apropos president for your particular situation. Alfred E. Newman.)
As soon as a direct question is asked, stare off into middle distance and begin to drool heavily.
Diversion: "Hey, did the mango chutney oyster dressing spontaneously combust," then run into the bathroom and lock the door until the threat level dissipates.
Divert. "How bout them Niners?" (or Colts, or Packers, Cardinals or Roll Tide, whatever works geographically)
Giggle as if you thought they said erection. Continue to giggle and point, snickering "erection."
"It's the pets of the children of the Christian Vets I worry about."
And finally, if all else fails, put your hands over your ears and sing the "la, la, la, la, la, la, la" song. Be prepared to repeat the refrain for 4 years.
Copyright 2016, Will Durst, distributed by the Cagle Cartoons Inc. syndicate. Will Durst is an award-winning, nationally acclaimed columnist, comedian and margarine smuggler. For sample videos and a calendar of personal appearances including the 23rd annual Big Fat Year End Kiss Off Comedy Show, December 26- January 3, go to willdurst.com.
The New York Times says Emmy- nominated comedian and writer Will Durst "is quite possibly the best political satirist working in the country today."
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