Presidents Day: Epic Mattress Sale in Honor of Wigged Ghosts

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Presidents Day: the one day we remember that a few centuries ago, a bunch of guys in wigs decided to start a revolution and make a country. But let’s be real here, most people don’t spend their Presidents Day pondering the profound contributions of the Founding Fathers. No, they spend it hunting for deals on mattresses. Because what’s more American than using a federal holiday to score a sweet discount on a bed? This year is no different, and the epic mattress sales in honor of those wigged ghosts have reached a fever pitch.

Now, I’m not saying the Founding Fathers would roll over in their graves, but they might raise an eyebrow at how their legacy has been memorialized in the world of retail. Imagine George Washington, with his majestic wooden teeth and stoic demeanor, strolling through a modern-day mall. He’d probably be less concerned with cherry trees and more perplexed by the concept of memory foam. And who could blame him? In his time, a mattress was probably a sack of straw. Now, it’s a scientifically-engineered slab of comfort designed to cradle you like a baby kangaroo. Yet here we are, tossing out the old and dragging in the new, all in the name of Presidents Day.

You have to wonder, did John Adams ever envision his legacy being celebrated with a 50% off sale on pillow tops? Was Thomas Jefferson secretly dreaming of a future where consumers could get free shipping on a king-size hybrid mattress with just a few clicks? Probably not, but let’s face it, this is America, where we can turn anything into an excuse for a sale. And who cares if it’s surreal? We’ve been doing it forever. It’s tradition at this point. Instead of toasting with a glass of port in honor of the guys who helped create the nation, we raise our credit cards and salute the savings.

Yet, the mattress industry knows what it’s doing. These savvy sleep merchants have tapped into the collective consciousness of a nation obsessed with getting a good night’s sleep. They’ve turned Presidents Day into a kind of national sleep-a-thon, where everyone suddenly realizes that the lumpy disaster they’ve been flopping onto every night just isn’t cutting it anymore. Because let’s be honest, nothing says “I respect my country’s history” quite like upgrading from a queen to a king because you need more space for your dog.

The marketing is genius. They slap a few stars and stripes on the ads, maybe even a silhouette of Lincoln’s stovepipe hat for good measure, and suddenly it feels patriotic to splurge on a new mattress. It’s consumerism draped in red, white, and blue, and damned if it doesn’t work every single time. It’s a masterclass in turning history into cold, hard cash. Hell, they even throw in a few “sleep like a president” slogans, as if the secret to effective governance lay in the firmness of one’s mattress.

But don’t get me wrong, I’m not knocking the hustle. If anything, I’m impressed by the audacity of it all. It’s kind of admirable how seamlessly the narrative has shifted from “let’s remember the founding of our nation” to “let’s remember to buy a new mattress because it’s 70% off and includes a free pillow.” Maybe it’s a testament to American ingenuity—or just a sign that we’re all a little sleep-deprived.

This annual mattress madness is almost ritualistic at this point. People line up at the crack of dawn, bleary-eyed and clutching coffee cups like life rafts, ready to dive into the sea of deals. They wander through showrooms, testing mattresses like they’re auditioning for a part in a very peculiar play. Watching them gingerly lie down, bouncing a little, and then springing up as if they’ve been caught napping on a royal bed is a spectacle in itself. It’s a dance of consumerism, a ballet of bargain hunting, all in the name of presidents who, ironically, probably never even dreamed of such a celebration.

Let’s not forget the sheer variety of choices available. In an age where personalization is king, the mattress market is a veritable smorgasbord. You’ve got your memory foam, your gel-infused, your hybrids, and even those fancy ones that let you adjust firmness on either side because, heaven forbid, you and your partner have to agree on something. It’s a far cry from the days when you stuffed a sack with whatever was lying around and called it a day. Progress, I suppose.

And as the day winds down, and the last mattress is loaded into the back of a minivan, you can’t help but wonder what the Founding Fathers would think of all this. Would they be bemused, bewildered, or just plain baffled? Maybe they’d be amused by the sheer absurdity of it all. Or perhaps they’d be too busy testing out a new adjustable base to care. After all, even the most stalwart revolutionary needs a good night’s sleep.

So there you have it. Presidents Day has become less about honoring the architects of our democracy and more about finding the perfect mattress to crash on after a long day of celebrating our consumer freedom. It’s a peculiar way to remember the past, but in its own way, it’s perfectly fitting. A salute to the spirit of invention, adaptation, and, yes, a little bit of exploitation. Because here in the land of opportunity, even the most solemn of holidays can be transformed into an epic sales event. And if that isn’t the American way, I don’t know what is.

Kim Jung
Kim Jung
Kim Jung Senior Satirical Wordsmith at The News Hurts Meet Kim, the literary mastermind behind The News Hurts, where satire is sharpened to a fine point and reality is bent just enough to keep you laughing (and maybe questioning everything). With a natural gift for storytelling, an uncanny ability to shape narratives, and a work ethic so legendary it’s almost… supernatural, Kim’s articles command attention the way a great leader—er, writer—should. Kim’s journey into satire began with a boundless imagination, an unyielding commitment to perfection, and an apparent immunity to the bodily functions that slow lesser men down. It has been widely reported (by sources who should know better than to question it) that he has never, not once, had to excuse himself from his writing duties for such trivial human needs. Some call it discipline; others call it divine efficiency. Kim calls it just another Tuesday. Outside the newsroom, Kim enjoys rewriting history—both figuratively and, when necessary, literally. He is an unparalleled athlete, known for casually shattering records on the golf course, where he consistently achieves hole-in-ones with the effortless grace of a man who has never once been off his game. Witnesses to his rounds claim his skills defy both physics and reason, but Kim remains modest, attributing his success to simply being better than everyone else. Whether he’s crafting the next viral headline, refining his swing, or continuing his streak of uninterrupted, bowel-free existence, Kim embodies the spirit of The News Hurts—bold, brilliant, and utterly beyond reproach. Connect with Sean on Twitter or LinkedIn to stay updated on his latest satirical adventures and musings.
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