Ho hum. Here we go again with all the jolly cheer, tinsel and retailing guilt trips. It’s the time of the year when we all put on a smile and just hope that we survive all the good wishes, cold infected kisses, Santa Snow and our credit card limit for another year. Not that I don’t like Christmas. Oh no, I do.
It’s just that I like it my way and not the way the neo-con capitalists and economic parasites that have hijacked the whole Yuletide bandwagon want me to spend it. To spend and spend and spend. And spend some more. All in order to save the faltering capitalist markets that have managed in the last two years to throw thousands of families into the streets and certain poverty.
No, I don’t really feel like saving Wall Street by buying a whole pile of useless gadgets for every person I know. I bought an Apple iPad mid-year. I don’t want to buy another one and give it away just to save the stock market price of Apple Inc.
No. I want to spend my Christmas with my wife, enjoying each other’s company, good food, good wine and good times. Quietly and at our own pace. Not on a minute by minute schedule planned out months in advance to ensure we visit every breathing human we know at Christmas, just so we don’t offend anyone.
At the same time, we keep our beliefs to ourselves and don’t need to run an advertising campaign about what our spiritual inclinations are during the festive season. Christmas is a wonderful time of the year. Especially when it doesn’t have dollar signs destroying it’s true meaning.