After slogging through the endless commercial dance called "The Christmas Shopping Season", and living the madness from behind the counter, I'm here to tell you that I can't fucking wait for Christmas to be over.
I hate Christmas for what it has become - the overblown commercialism, the faux religious overtones, and the general obscenity of people wishing me a "Merry Christmas" when I'm so tired I can barely stand, and hurt so much it's all I can do to keep from crying.
I have lost the majesty, awe, and splendor of Christmas. And it grieves me to the core. Gone are those wondrous days of my youth, when it seemed that the time off from school for Christmas break lasted for a month. There was magic in the air, real magic, and it is forever gone. I don't know where it has gone, but I long for its return.
But, in a different sense, I love Christmas for what it is - the chance to spend time with loved ones, the traditions such as the real tree in our house (ah, the smell of pine!), and the giving of gifts. Not the commercial, "here, I spent 20 bucks on you, Merry Xmas" kind of gifts. The gifts that mean the most, because they are from the heart.
Taking hatchets to elves? Buggering reindeer? Roasting Santa? Never me! I would reserve those tortures for those who have made a mockery of the season, who have deemed it necessary to turn the entire period of time between Thanksgiving through Christmas into a madhouse of BUY BUY BUY! SPEND SPEND SPEND! Stores opening earlier and earlier, just to be the first. Pretty soon, the "Day After Thanksgiving" sales will start at 10 pm on Thanksgiving Day...
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branchandroot
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Date: 2003-12-23 05:22 pm (UTC)I hate Christmas for what it has become - the overblown commercialism, the faux religious overtones, and the general obscenity of people wishing me a "Merry Christmas" when I'm so tired I can barely stand, and hurt so much it's all I can do to keep from crying.
I have lost the majesty, awe, and splendor of Christmas. And it grieves me to the core. Gone are those wondrous days of my youth, when it seemed that the time off from school for Christmas break lasted for a month. There was magic in the air, real magic, and it is forever gone. I don't know where it has gone, but I long for its return.
But, in a different sense, I love Christmas for what it is - the chance to spend time with loved ones, the traditions such as the real tree in our house (ah, the smell of pine!), and the giving of gifts. Not the commercial, "here, I spent 20 bucks on you, Merry Xmas" kind of gifts. The gifts that mean the most, because they are from the heart.
Taking hatchets to elves? Buggering reindeer? Roasting Santa? Never me! I would reserve those tortures for those who have made a mockery of the season, who have deemed it necessary to turn the entire period of time between Thanksgiving through Christmas into a madhouse of BUY BUY BUY! SPEND SPEND SPEND! Stores opening earlier and earlier, just to be the first. Pretty soon, the "Day After Thanksgiving" sales will start at 10 pm on Thanksgiving Day...
I share your pain, if for different reasons...