Today is Thanksgiving in America. A day with mixed meaning and mixed significance to many (including myself), but also a day to commemorate things we’re thankful for. Obviously we’re thankful for Barcelona as an organization and club, all our writers, and of course our followers and commenters, without whom there would be no purpose on our writing. But I especially want to hand out a bit of thankfulness for our “Pale Blue Dot”, the Earth, of which Carl Sagan coined the phrase and wrote:
From this distant vantage point, the Earth might not seem of any particular interest. But for us, it’s different. Look again at that dot. That’s here, that’s home, that’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there – on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
Also, here’s a little bit of Cesc giving thanks: