I have a confession to make: I don't like Christmas. I know, I know - it's a magical time, peace on earth, goodwill to all men, all that sort of thing. I just don't like it.
I'm not religious, so it has no spiritual meaning for me; my family's not close so it's not a big time for getting together - in fact, I've spent the last three or four Christmas Days on my own and that's okay: it's just another day as far as I'm concerned.
Perhaps it's because I have some not particularly happy memories of previous Christmases; perhaps I object to the rampant commercialisation and the pressure it puts on families. Perhaps it's because I'm lonely and have no one to share Christmas with; perhaps I'm just a Scrooge. Whatever it is, I just don't much like it and I'll be a little bit relieved when it's all over for another year.
I happened to mention this to someone recently and he looked at me like I'd suggested I do something unspeakable to his pets. So generally, I keep my opinion to myself - except here, of course, where there's no one listening anyway. I have no objections to you celebrating Christmas - if you like it, knock yourself out. I join in with the present-buying and that kind of stuff, I'm not out to spoil anyone else's time... I just don't like it.
all the bogus bonhomie and fake plastic peace 'n goodwill.. sticks in my craw. I hate how something very natural, a year end celebration of light in dark times, a stocking up of food in lean periods, and being grateful that you survived another year of life has become a vast marathon of over eating, overspending and commercially generated bullshittery. It has feck all to do with religion either, give it back to the pre christians please (by which I don't mean any pseudo wiccan druid piss take either). Oh I sound horrible :)
ReplyDeleteI can't find anything to disagree with in this comment - apart from the last sentence, of course. Merry Christmas and god bless us, every one... ;)
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