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Dec 23, 2004
Jingle Olduhway!

It’s Christmas Season again!

No, that doesn’t mean that with the proper license, you can feel free to shoot and kill as many Christmases as will fit in the back of your pick-up.

Not to mention that a ‘Christmas’ would be hard to find anyway, as they are legally bound to change their name to ‘Holiday’ for several weeks.

But during this time, when people send out generic cards to people that they haven’t seen in 18 years, pretend that they know what the hell Holly is, and so strangely decide to put freaking butter in their freaking rum, people tend to lose sight of what the true meaning of the holiday is.

Where Kwanza has families gathering in the spirit of strength and solidarity, or Hanukkah where the struggle to sustain a faith is reverently remembered, the meaning of Christmas is quite clear and universal: Gimme Presents!

And what’s really great is that you don’t even have to be Christian to believe in this message. In fact, many people who despise Christianity and its role in modern society, still find it in their heart to embrace the joy of getting presents, buying presents, and punching people who want to buy the same present as them.

Heck, even the airlines feel the joy every year as they don their red stocking hats and raise their fares.

It gets a little confusing actually. Like when that atheist group was protesting the sight of a nativity scene. I was wondering if those 80 people spend the evening of Dec. 24th watering their plants.

Well, anyway I’m gonna go off a little to the left here, and wish happiness to my friends. Yes, yes, I may have picked up a Tonka truck or two, and maybe a Lite-Brite, but I assure you that it’s purely due to my piety. Seriously, I’m not grumpy, I just don’t think it’s that bad of an idea for Santa to wish J.C. a happy birthday every once in a while.

So, come on and all, and have a happy holiday, what ever it might be.

Because just as the genius lyricist and believe it or not, NOT British born Madonna once sang, if we all celebrated a holiday, "it would be, it would be so nice".


Posted at 02:40 pm by k-dogg

 

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