So here we are again, the Holiday Season. Each year that goes by I find myself more and more detached from it. There's so much about it I can't wrap my head around. The mass hysteria caused by great deals at department stores. The religious aspects. Ah, the religious aspects. That's the one thing about all this that seems to be going the way of the dinosaur. But the death of it's connection to this time of year comes at the hand of materialism. Something I don't care for any better really. Remind me of politics in a way. The Reds being religion and the Blues materialism. They're both assholes, one just a lesser evil than the other.
I miss the days when I was a kid and was oblivious to these things and could just enjoy it for what it was. Family time and getting all that crap I wanted all year. But I'm glad I can see it for what it is now. Nothing more than an excuse to line the pockets of the suits. And in the end, it gets me thinking about the kids. When I have my own I wonder if I could honestly deny them the things I enjoyed as a kid just because I know better. I couldn't imagine sending them to school and having them be bummed out that all the other kids are stoked. I'm trying to find an solution. I've got time. I've thought of just inventing something else entirely during this time of year. Kind of like just renaming Xmas something else. Like Festivus from Seinfeld. And then I thought of just removing all the religion from it. No silent night, angels, nativity scenes, ect. Which seems more viable. And then there's not doing it at all. Which makes me think that someday, if I start the machine along with others, that we can somehow put an end to this madness. And that if I don't participate in boycotting it, I'll only perpetuate it further. It's a double edged sword. But it's hard to think I could change that. But I'd hate to miss out being part of changing it if I could.
In the end, I'm not sure my stance can change such a huge thing. I'd have to move somewhere which it's not celebrated or something. It just breaks my heart to see people feeling bad about not being able to buy things for their family in order to be happy. People cry about this. People kill for this. The mad dash to the stores. Staying in lines all night to get in for the best deals. I read a story where an employee got trampled to death when shoppers poured through the door like a hoard of crazed zombies. And when the people were asked to leave the store because a man was killed they received responses like "I waited all night to get in here!". A MAN FUCKING DIED. How can people can be so greedy I can understand.
That's where tears it for me. It's a season of greed and materialism. But then, there's that silver lining of time well spent with family. That somehow seems more special with the mysticism fabricated by the season we find ourselves in. It's a tough spot that I find myself in. Sometimes morality comes at the price of alienation. But I think I'll figure it out someday. Until then, the new Punisher and Moon Knight holiday special comics are sick. Really my kind of shit. Happy Holidays I guess...
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