Remember, remember the fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot.
I know of no reason the gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
On the fifth of November, 1605, Guy Fawkes, along with several other plotters, attempted to blow up Parliament with 36 barrels of gunpowder concealed in a cellar beneath the house of lords. His plan, however, was foiled when he was discovered and arrested. He and his fellow conspirators were exicuted the following January.
Great Britain still celebrates November 5th as "Guy Fawkes Day", the day when a terrorist was thwarted from causing massive destruction to his country. Today they shoot off fireworks, hold bonfire parties, and burn effigies of Guy. I can't tell you why, but I LOVE this holiday. I'd so much like to be in Britain on Guy Fawkes day at some point in my life. It's one of my life goals, I think.
Silas and I had a little Guy Fawkes party this evening where we watched "V for Vendetta" (Among my top ten movies ever.) and ate cake. I wanted to burn effigies in our living room. Silas said no. Sad face. Such a kill joy, is my husband.
So, anyway, happy Guy Fawkes Day to you, however you choose to (or not to) celebrate!
(And may we all raise our voices to proclaim DEATH TO TYRANTS!)