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Thank you for being a trend

April Clark
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This month, there has been a social media trend leading up to Thanksgiving and the holidays involving people publicly expressing their appreciation.

It’s a nice escape from the norm.

Most people are thankful for the basics such as families, friends and kids. Or having a roof over their heads and food to eat. I am thankful for all of the above, especially the food part. Jobs and money can still be hard to come by, no matter what the situation.

My heart goes out to all who go hungry.

While I take my appreciation for family and food quite seriously, I can have a difficult time not wanting to joke around. Especially on Facebook and Twitter. Whether or not we consider it so, the social media platform is a stage.

Almost like an open mic that’s open 24-7.

We might not be busting out poetry slams or spoken word, but our social media platforms are virtual stages where words and visuals can mean everything. In some cases, life or death. Even with privacy settings in place, people are watching. Sometimes the audience throws rotten fruit. Other times, the number of likes on a status update or photo post becomes the crowd’s applause, echoing almost as loudly as thunder in Glenwood Canyon.

I’m a sucker for an applause break.

Since I consider my social media sites more like stages than anything else, I like to take the comedy route. I am truly thankful for inspirational people such as my mom, who I’m convinced is Mother Teresa with a bob. I thank the heavens for her patience with me as I fumble through life without having given her a grandchild to bounce on her knee or an all-inclusive vacation to Hawaii.

Both of which she definitely deserves.

Instead of following in the footsteps of the nice people who have already passed me in line on their way into heaven, I choose sarcasm. I post status updates including, “I am thankful for birth control.” I’m honestly concerned about the world’s population.

At least I’m telling the truth.

More recently, I was thankful for Adam Levine’s parents. For people like my own dad, who has no idea who he is, Adam Levine is the lead singer of Maroon 5. He’s also a judge on the Emmy Award-winning singing competition reality show “The Voice.” In reference to my thankful Facebook status update, he was just named People Magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive.

I figured his parents deserve at least some credit.

Thanking the genetic powerhouses behind Adam Levine’s sexiness prompted quite a response from my lady friends. They were all about it.

A couple of my guy friends, not so much.

Sure, I’m thankful for my mother, population control and sexy men makers. But there are many more components of life deserving of a shoutout for being awesome. Like Movember. This combination of the words moustache and November helps me realize men aren’t all so bad. I really love men, actually.

A little too much sometimes.

Men are great people, and many of them can grow mighty fine moustaches. All for a good cause. They are our fathers, grandfathers, uncles, brothers, sons, cousins, friends and all-around bringers of sexiness.

Adam Levine and your dad, I’m talking to you.

Men with moustaches have always been sexy in my book. I am a child of the 1970s and ’80s, after all. I had early first crushes on Burt Reynolds, who could smoke my bandit any day. Or tough guy Sam Elliott, who makes growing a moustache look easy. And who could forget sex symbol Tom Selleck. His clever Magnum P.I. character put the facial hair-over-the-upper-lip in Oahu’s crime fighting scene.

The red Ferrari 308 wasn’t a bad touch, either.

Men rocking moustaches during the month of thanks is a movement initiated by the Movember Foundation in 2004 that has caught on like the viral “What Does the Fox Say?” trend. The hairy cause raises awareness of men’s health issues including prostate cancer, which my grandfather survived last winter before succumbing in April to pneumonia. Along with my dad and other men in my family, my grandpa always sported a handsome, well-groomed moustache. If I could grow one next November in his memory, I would.

Oh who am I kidding? I already have.

April E. Clark is thankful for not having to travel this holiday during a national storm. She can be reached at

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