Haven’t watched a bowl parade, Christmas parade, or Macy’s Thanksgiving parade in 30 years. Who cares?
I care. I’m not much on parades and have never watched the other ones you mentioned, but I’ve rarely missed this one over the past three decades. First, it’s held within 5 minutes of where I used to live, and for all its warts, I still miss Southern California.
Second, it’s held on my birthday (except when it falls on Sunday). In recent years, HGTV rolls out several new programs after the parade — perfect for me since I don’t care for the bowl games and love HGTV. I always make it a special birthday occasion, starting a fire in the fireplace early in the morning, curling up with my dogs on the couch while wearing my comfy flannel gown, eating popcorn, snacks, sandwiches — whatever I was in the mood for. It was an event I looked forward to every year. It was as if it were a birthday present especially for me. So, it’s breaking my heart that the homosexuals have found yet another way to insinuate their radical agenda into our lives.
You’ve made it clear you don’t care. Good for you. But there are those of us who are bitterly disappointed.