I hate Christmas. I thought people were supposed to adhere more to tradition with every passing year, but my grinching is becoming more intense. Every year I am even more struck by the inanity of how this Stolen Pagan Festival has morphed into a celebration of synthetic sentiment and hypocritical, tree destroying social dissonance.
Yesterday I was in a mall, and, as I have vowed since the last Mercury Retrograde to pay more attention to my intuition, I stopped to analyze the strange emotions I was suddenly feeling. Were they a premonition? Was the mall lighting/5G/surveillance/neurotoxic fragrance messing with my aura? Fight, flight, fawn, or freeze? Where was the exit?
Pretending to look at my phone – the contemporary nervous reflex equivalent of the old nail-biting/manicure examination – I realized what it was. Christmas Carols. And no, not sung in sweet moonlight by a community choir – the Muzak version, warbling insincerely about snow falling, peace for “mankind,” babies and virgins.
Jesus was not a Capricorn and the Holy Ghost is the Goddess they suppressed, I thought darkly, leaving the mall. Additionally, I live in the Southern Hemisphere, in a city where even the Winters are mild. Would it kill the sodding mall to source something less crashingly inappropriate?
You don’t need to have an aversion to Yule just because I hate Christmas. But if you’re even vaguely concurring, here are my key Anti-Christmas posts for reference.
Free The Pine – Legit a must-read. I am stunned that there is not more awareness around this issue.
The Christmas Rebel Manifesto – More like random reasons that Xmas is weird. What’s with the appeals to spend more to save the economy and guilting lectures from the Pope/Queen/Random Archbishops?
I don’t know what sort of household or business you run. Still, I guarantee it’s not one sheltering hundreds of pedophiles while letting the spokespeople crap on about gayness, divorcees, yoga and Harry Potter being evil.
And I note that there has still been no apology for the inquisitions, witch-persecutions and crusades against the Albigensians I note. The church heads should not be lecturing everyone about virtue at Christmas time, they should be scrabbling through some of the looted bling in their basement to figure out how to pay reparations.
Astrological Excuses To Get Out Of Christmas – These are excellent and once you duck your first compulsory Christmas convivialty, you never look back. It’s brilliant.
The Solstice, on the other hand, is fabulous – a truly magical moment of the year and well-worth venerating in whatever style you’re feeling.
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