While I was waiting in line -- or maybe while we were stuck in traffic -- it occurred to me that Black Friday is kind of like one big party.
Instead of primping, we peruse sales fliers.
Instead of alcohol, we get drunk with the rush of bargain hunting -- and some make rather ugly drunks.
The live entertainment is the madness and chaos all around us.
Yet we all do it anyway. Because it's what Americans do after devoting a day to eating -- we devote a day to shopping. It's consumerism at its best.
If I were writing a U.S. guidebook for international visitors, I'd list the occasion alongside Thanksgiving and Columbus Day.
It's certainly something worth seeing.
and they both end with someone getting trampled and someone getting shot...or maybe that's just parties in DC.