Belabor Day is a holiday that starts early. When the sun comes up, when you wake up, when the coffee pot smiles, when the toaster sings. There are rituals throughout the day, too. You might call them traditions. Cultural touchstones signifying our collective connection to generations gone by. Part oral history, part folklore, part mythmaking.
There are heroes of belabor day. Sultans of small details. Maestros of minutia. Emirs of elaboration. On a day like this, it’s good enough to do it once, you have to do it again. There are songs, all chorus, that go on for hours, usually until someone participating has a medical episode or the neighbors call the police.
Some people wonder, “where did a holiday like Belabor Day come from?” It’s a good question, and a seemingly simple one. Though, as should be clear by this paragraph, that nothing about Belabor Day is simple.
Have a content, decent, stellar, not-to-bad, and only if it’s your choice, an appropriately happy Belabor Day.
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