And you won’t show this by giving them a super expensive gift, it is the thought that counts, is it not? It isn’t about the presents, it isn’t about the food or holiday festivities, it is all about showing your family and loved ones that you truly care. Now we believe in Salesta Capitalus, the fat greedy corporate guy who maybe brings you presents, if you have a credit card ready, and he is checking your card twice.Ĭhristmas should be the celebration of the family! No matter how you call this holiday and no matter what kind of ritual you hold.
Where did all of this go? We used to believe in a cheerful fat bearded guy that slides down your chimneys and brings you presents, if you were good, and he checked his list twice.
Where are the sacrifices, where is the blood? Oh, sorry I meant to say: where is the spirit of Christmas? Where is the cheer? Where is the family warmth, the true spirit of giving and getting. It is weird how Christmas, the pagan traditional ritual of Saturnalia, turned out to be like this. And if you listen close enough you can actually hear Santa Claus’s reindeers.Ĭhristmas day! Hooray! Time to open presents! Wait, mom, this isn’t the black version! And what is this, I didn’t ask for a last year’s model, how can you be so disrespectful! Ugh, this family is so lame, I bet Billy got the new next-gen console, lucky little sod.
A small but cheerful Christmas tree sits in the corner guarding the presents that were placed there earlier this evening. ’twas the night of Christmas Eve, snow as far as the eye can see, the smell of roasted chestnuts lingering in the street, a warm cozy fire in the living room, stocking hanging and waiting to be filled.