The Grand Canyon
The Grand Canyon is a gorge located in Arizona which is really not as grand as everyone makes it out to be. Geologists tell us that the canyon was formed several hundred years ago due to erosion from the Colorado River and something called a "glacier". They say that the strong flow of river water and the movement of large ice cubes carved up this rocky, gaping hole in the Earth's crust with no regard for pioneers who might not see it during their wagon trail and fall in. Creationists tell us that a wizard did it. Whatever the truth of its origins may be, one thing is for certain: the Grand Canyon is not very big, and I have proof.
Just look at it
Have you ever seen a picture of the Grand Canyon? I have. My grandmother sent me a postcard from Arizona with a picture of the Grand Canyon on it. If the Grand Canyon was truly as big as many claim it to be, then there's no way it'd be able to fit on a 6 x 8 postcard from my grandmother.
Okay, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, "But I've been there, and it's fucking massive!" No it's not. Now you're thinking, "Yes it is!" Look, I've been to the Grand Canyon as well. The tour guide told me that the Grand Canyon is over four miles wide or something. Now, I'm no measuring tape, but I'm pretty sure four miles is not that great of a distance. Wilt Chamberlain could jump four miles in a single bound, even after making love to twenty-seven women and two trannys in the locker room, and he proved that at the 1971 Slamfest in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My car can do four miles in under four minutes. If the Grand Canyon was really "grand", could a car drive across it in under four minutes?
Now, we also have to consider depth, because when it comes to holes, it's all about how much of nothing is in them. The Grand Canyon is a mile deep (nothing Wilt Chamberlain couldn't jump) and you could, admittedly, fit a whole lot of nothing in that. But is it really a big enough chasm to be deemed "grand"? I think not. For example, I once stuck my dick in the Grand Canyon when I was a curious teenage boy. I hate to say it, but my first sexual experience was with the Grand Canyon. I remember only two things from that event: 1. These cacti don't hurt that bad, and 2. I should've brought more lube because the Grand Canyon is really tight. The Grand Canyon was so tight that I came in under a minute. Not my fault, it was the Grand Canyon's. And I think that's a great metaphor for life.
Just listen to it
You'd expect an echo if you yelled into it, right? Nope. Not at the "Grand" Canyon. If you yell into the Grand Canyon, the only thing you'll hear is...well, something, but it's certainly not an echo. I once read about how there are no bats in the Grand Canyon. This makes sense, because bats use echolocation. In the Grand Canyon, unlike truly grand things like outer space, everyone can hear you scream.
On some trails of the Grand Canyon you can hear what sounds like the flow of a large body of water, like a river. One theory is that if you go down far enough into the canyon (which isn't that far), then there's a river. A dirty, shallow, mucky river full of fail and dirtfish and mudkips. I don't know of many other "grand" things that have rivers in them. I don't see a river at Niagara Falls, or anywhere near the Great Pyramids of Egypt. Nor do I see any rivers at the Hoover Dam. All of these things I've mentioned are of course grand, though not by title. The Grand Canyon, however, is not grand.
Just feel it
The Grand Canyon is not a pleasant thing to behold on one's sense of touch. The climate is hot, dry, and boring. The rocks will smash up your knees and give you diseases. Things which are "grand" aren't supposed to have unpleasant environments. For example, the Grand Geyser in Yellowstone National Park is a stream of cool, refreshing water, especially if you put your face over it when it goes off. The closest thing the Grand Canyon has to that is a broken toilet at a tourist station which will blast you with really bad coffee if you try to flush it.
The first time I went to the Grand Canyon it felt like I was being blasted in the face with a hairdryer, which I was. The second time I went to the Grand Canyon without my sister and her portable hair dryer, it felt really hot and dry. When I asked the tour guide if most of the Southwest United States was like this, he shook his head and said, "No, just the Grand Canyon, cuz it sucks bawlz."
Okay, so tell us some real information about the Grand Canyon
When the Tuckashawku Native Americans were asked by Andrew Jackson to kindly get the fuck out of the Grand Canyon (where they had been living uncomfortably for three centuries prior) or be slaughtered, they happily obliged and participated in the infamous Trail of Tears where 80% of their people died. Remnants of their villages can still be seen in the Grand Canyon. Their minimalistic architecture, some say, was due to them not really wanting to live there yet not having a good enough credit score to mortgage tipis in Colorado.
Pioneers thought that the Grand Canyon would be full of natural resources and precious minerals. Mining expeditions to the Grand Canyon started in 1844 and led to a major disappointment when they concluded that the giant rocks contained nothing but smaller rocks if you broke them apart. In retrospect, such mining activities were illegal because the Grand Canyon is a national park. During this process the pioneers found out that the Colorado River was a great way to get lost. Believing that the river led to the Pacific Ocean and cut through beautiful California, they soon found out that it led to a hellish place called Mexico.
Theodore Roosevelt, being the four-eyed twit that he was, gave the canyon federal protection after visiting it in 1903. Woodrow Wilson, another four-eyed ignoramus fond of doing things for no good goddamn reason, made it a national park in 1919. These two morons saw a hole in the ground and thought, "This must be preserved. We should remind ourselves not to fill this up with dirt someday." Every president since has favored rescinding its protection status. Harry Truman believed that the Grand Canyon should be nuked so as to make it an even bigger hole because he felt it wasn't quite big enough yet.