Bah Humbug

[tinhuviel]

I'm a Scrooge dammit. I have grown to despise Christmas. Why?

Because...........

• It's become a tool of the corporatocracy to terrorise us into consumerism


• It has nothing to do with Jesus Christ anymore, nor does it have anything to do with the newborn Sun King


• Instead of starting a week after Thanksgiving, the "joyous season" begins before Halloween


• Every two-bit musical artist releases his/her/their obligatory Christmas album


• Commercials, commercials, commercials


• Everyone hellishly decked in red and green with no concept of the origins of these seasonal colours


• Kids....squalling, grabbing, demanding, raucous little brats


• The kids' parents, who think everyone should fawn over their demonseed because this is the season of children


• The fake joy in the workplace


• I can't wrap my mind around the fact that it's a hypocrites' holiday. If everyone were so keen on giving and peace on Earth, it wouldn't just be the focus for one month out of the year. If anything, Christmas is the season of getting as much as you can and making money.

So just call me Scrooge. Send me some ghosts to help me see the light, or whatever.... 'cos I'm not having it.

Comments

[agent-q.livejournal.com]

Yes, it's cheesy and all, but there is the fact that many people don't get to see their family much, and it's the expected thing to go and do that kind of thing at Christmas, so people do.

Although I do try and avoid shopping, TV, or basically going out at all. Endless Christmas carols played in shops just gets too annoying after about five minutes.

[godblossom.livejournal.com]

You forgot the obligatory office party (now with drunken groping!) and the Chicken Dance...

:p

[lausa.livejournal.com]

Amen to all of that. Yes, the red and green are out before Halloween now! Watch for the season to start by Labor Day soon. In Bejing about 5 years ago, during the first week in December, nothing could have startled and dismayed me more than seeing giant Santas, huge tree displays, and every imaginable commercial Christmas motif all over that wonderful city. I felt as if we had contaminated them...poor Mao! So soon they do forget. Imagine a 40" high Rudolph within spitting distance of the Forbidden City.
But I do love Christmas. It became much nicer when I opted out of presents for anyone over the age of 12. I love the decorations in my house, years upon years of ornaments (my packrat family has kept everything they ever had). I love my tree. I love Christmas low-key. Becaue I teach, the vacation is a respite from the rat race and I can visit with friends all too long neglected. I bake, read, relax. And hymns....I love Christmas hymns; three years of piano lessons and the only things I can play are hymns. And I ruminate on the mysteries of it all, neoPagan-Christian hybrid that I am, knowing that I'll never know. I Yule away in my own way, trying to ignore the spectacle of the marketplace.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

I am deeply horrified. I mean...Beijing of all places!