Screw you, okay? I’ll celebrate Christmas however I damn well please, and in this house, it ain’t about Jesus…
Growing up, Christmas was my absolute favorite holiday (it has since been replaced with Halloween), I loved all the lights (I still have an obsession with lights at night, be they stars, cars, or great city views), the fact that my whole family was going to be hanging out together, Mum made super-delicious food, the whole house was filled with decorations, the snow on the ground, ice skating on the pond with my friends and neighbors… I have many, many happy memories of Christmastime as a child. It was wonderful.
I’m convinced it was wonderful because my mother actually got the meaning of Christmas. Christmas shouldn’t be a time to drag your children to midnight mass, to make them sit still and pray and thank God or Jesus or whoever for all these awesome presents and food (besides, you’re talking to the wrong people; Mom and Dad are the ones that work two jobs each and both took an extra shift back in October so they would have the money to pay for such extravagances).
To my mother (and now me), Christmas is about the joy of giving, of being with those you love, and its a time to get gifts you would never buy for yourself, but have wanted all year. It’s a time to be a little indulgent (who’s counting how many pieces of Yorkshire pudding you’ve had? Or how many glasses of wine??) and remember the important things in life. It’s a great tie-in to Thanksgiving, really. A month earlier, we all sat around a table being thankful for what we had, and then we go out and seek gifts to give others to show how much we love and appreciate them.
All that tends to get lost, however, in the squabbles over the last Tickle-Me-Elmo, the riots ensuing because there’s a Nativity scene somewhere on public property.
That Nativity scene is not stopping you from lighting your Menorah, or your Kwanzaa thing, or being an Atheist, it’s not hurting you!
It’s never enough for anyone, either there’s too much religion going around, or there isn’t enough. How about. You go to your house fo worship or whatever. And get your religious fulfillment there??? And to the people who think the fact that our money has “In God We Trust” on it is offensive: why don’t you just not use money? Hmmmm? If it bothers you that much, you can just go to hell and die.
Why can’t people be normal anymore? Why can’t we all just get along during the holidays like we’re supposed to? Nearly every culture on the planet has some form of winter celebration, lets just concentrate on the fact that there’s a hell of a lot more uniting us than there is dividing us. Let us all just shut the fuck up and enjoy the fucking holidays…