Earlier I said I had a lot to write for this blog, and I do. I’ve got a bunch of post ideas, but I haven’t gotten around to writing any of it. It seems to be a pattern for me. Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday, I am excited to post something, but on Wednesdays and Thursdays, I lose that drive, and when Friday rolls around, I want to blog, but am also looking back on the past two days of non-blogginess and find myself saying: “Ah, fuck it.”
I really admire those of you who can post on a daily or near-daily basis. Where do you people find the time and the energy? I just shake my head in wonder. I don’t think I could ever manage it.
I finally finished all my Christmas Gifting Hassle. This is one of the things I hate about the holiday season: the shopping frenzy, the crowds of harried, stressed, annoyed people, the agony of indecision, and the bother of wrapping impossible objects. Not to mention the crass commercialism and tacky religiousity that the Christmas Holiday has become.
Yes, I said “tacky religiousity”. What else can I call glowing houses, nativity dioramas, and ornamented fir trees? As tacky as those overblown symbols are, nothing beats the Christmas nonsense quite so much as the “Bill O’Reilly ‘Put CHRIST back in Christmas’ movement”.
Yes, Christmas is not about commercialism and material things, but I also say that Christmas is not about Jesus Christ, either. Christmas is essentially a Pagan holiday, which the early Christian Church adopted and adjusted to its needs. In reality, Christmas is a time of celebration–the celebration of life and of family, and the traditions upon which Christmas revolves (food, fire, and gifts) celebrate our loved ones presense in our lives, as well
as life itself. Those things are not valued exclusively by Christians, but by every society on this Earth.
I am an Atheist and an American. I am a Daughter, a Sister, and Aunt, and a Lover. I am a friend and a moral woman. And I celebrate Christmas. So, poo on you, Bill O’Reilly, and all your tacky, close-minded sycophants.