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                Once again the winter holiday season creeps up on us like a foul 
                slug, and I find myself a growing tempest of weak and 
                ineffectual rage with every passing day. Things weren't so bad 
                when I was a kid. Christmas was Christmas, Thanksgiving was 
                Thanksgiving, and Hanukkah was what that kid down the street who 
                was allergic to milk celebrated. But now everything's gone and 
                gotten muddled all to hell. I can't tell which is which anymore. 
                Do we put the tree with all the stupid ornaments up for 
                Thanksgiving? Is Christmas the one where kids come and ask for 
                candy and we stuff them in the chimney to teach them a lesson? I 
                can't recall. The lines have gotten blurred, the meanings are 
                lost.  
                 
                I remember Halloween was the best holiday ever when I was a kid. 
                It was a huge event in my neighborhood, EVERYONE came out 
                trick or treating, and a lot of us stayed out until 9 or 10pm. 
                Two years ago, about five trick or treaters came to my 
                apartment. Last year? NONE. Not a single one. I thought there 
                was a knock on the door at one point, but it was just that damn 
                tumbleweed banging into the side of the building again. Luckily 
                RoG, myself, and several other 20-somethings went out trick or 
                treating ourselves to keep the spirit alive. Though there WAS a 
                lot of tricking and treating going on downtown where we sought 
                our candy, I was disturbed to see that a good deal of the 
                participants were older, like us. And a lot of children were 
                handing us candy! How bassackwards is that??  
                 
                And I've been hearing more and more talk about how it's the 
                "devil's holiday" than I ever did when I was a kid. Is that why 
                hardly anybody does it anymore? Are they afraid of going to 
                hell? Over CANDY?? Yes, Mrs. Smith, your son Timmy has a special 
                cell in hell reserved for him. And it's right next to ADOLF 
                HITLER'S. All because he went out on Halloween dressed in one of 
                those really crappy frock costumes with a picture of a Teenage 
                Mutant Ninja Turtle on the front of it or something. And then, 
                he had the gall to ask people for candy. At worst, dressing up 
                in a crappy costume like that warrants an asskicking, but that's 
                all I'll grant you. A life-sentence in hell? I think not. 
                Although who knows, maybe those religious fanatics are right. 
                Perhaps it's all part of some sinister plan of the devil's, to 
                recruit an army of badly costumed candy eaters. If such a 
                terrible force was ever assembled, it would certainly spell doom 
                for all that's good in the universe.  
                 
                And then there's Thanksgiving. I mean, I appreciate having the 
                day off work as much as the next guy, but can you think of a 
                more boring holiday? I mean, besides Arbor Day. That doesn't 
                count. Shouldn't we be thankful for what we have EVERY day? And 
                isn't a day where you sit around watching football (as you are 
                apparently supposed to do) and gorge yourself on enough food to 
                feed a small nation the LAST thing this country of fatty fat 
                fatties needs? I mean, do we REALLY need to go through the 
                motions of stuffing our faces year after year just to honor 
                history? I'm sure the Indians we betrayed and slaughtered into 
                oblivion will understand if we say "Hey. Let's not have seven 
                helpings and four slices of four different pies for dessert this 
                year. Because we're already fucking fat." Unless you live on an 
                ancient Indian burial ground, of course. In that case, you'd 
                better eat like you're training for a pie eating contest, or 
                else you will face their phantasmal vengeance from beyond the 
                grave!  
                 
                And now, my nemesis. Hey, Christmas. Who the hell do you think 
                you are? Seriously. First you started showing up around 
                Thanksgiving, and that was bad enough. Because your music? It 
                really sucks. And hearing it for an entire month? Well that 
                sucks even more. But then you decided to try to get sneaky and 
                start showing up in malls the day after Halloween. But I'm wise 
                to your game, pal. I saw that gigantic fucking Christmas tree in 
                the food court that's so tall the angel on the top really IS an 
                angel (in a rather embarrassing predicament, I might add). While 
                you may want us to think of the period from Halloween until the 
                end of December as Christmas, I've got another name for it. 
                Autumn. I like that one better. It sounds less coated in 
                consumer bullshit, see? You're trying to devour all the other 
                holidays like some misshapen, evil blob. And I see your sinister 
                plan. Eventually, when you've wrapped back around over the whole 
                year, EVERY day will be Christmas, and we'll have to "shop till 
                we drop" 365 days a year! But then, when will we find the time 
                to work to make the money to shop? Aha! And with that conundrum, 
                our economy, nay our very society, will collapse, and anarchy 
                and cannibalism and badly costumed candy-seekers will reign!  
                 
                Whether you (I'm talking to you guys again, talking to Christmas 
                isn't healthy) prefer to think of it as a celebration of the 
                birth of Christ, or a day to revel in the spirit of giving, or 
                just simply laundry day, I think most of us can agree that the 
                holiday has gotten out of control. It's mutated into a gigantic, 
                hideous creature, kind of like that guy at the end of "Akira". 
                Yeah, that's what Christmas looks like. I used to love December 
                when I was a kid, because I saw so much good everywhere in the 
                world when I would go outside. I think instead what I saw was a 
                big wrapped box under the Christmas tree that was hopefully a 
                new G.I. JOE base or vehicle to play with, and that kind of 
                biased my eyesight a little bit. I'll tell you what I see now. I 
                see more bickering, fighting, anger, and selfishness this time 
                of year than I ever see any other time. I see people actually 
                beating each other up for little plastic toys, because by god, 
                if they don't get their kid the new PokèFurbaDigiTubby, little 
                Sally is going to know that Mommy and Daddy don't really love 
                her (even though Santa is supposed to bring the toys anyway, so 
                that doesn't make any sense). Go to a store in the middle of 
                December, and you'll see pushing and shoving all over the place. 
                Oh sure, the Christmas spirit of generosity is alive and well, 
                it just applies to MY friends and family. So if you're a perfect 
                stranger, fuck you! Get out of my way! I've got shopping to do! 
                That's the only "Christmas spirit" I see these days. 
                
                  
                An actual photo of Christmas last year. 
                
                So all you crazy religious fanatics who think Halloween is 
                "evil", take a look at your own most precious holiday. Because 
                the way I see it, Christmas has far more "evil" surrounding it 
                than Halloween ever has or will. And I don't mean to neglect 
                Hanukkah or Kwanza or Boxing Day or Sit On the Shitter and 
                Regret All That Pumpkin Pie You Ate the Day Before Day, it's 
                just that I don't know that much about them. If I did, I'm sure 
                I'd be plenty pissed off about those too. So anyway, I've got to 
                go, I've got some...uhh...shopping to do. But I swear, I'm only 
                going because it provides me a socially acceptable opportunity 
                to knock over old ladies and topple entire product displays onto 
                small children. 
                 
                note: Protoclown dressed up as 
                Santa one Christmas Eve and went from door to door demanding 
                presents, but he ended up having a Christmas tree star shoved 
                where a Christmas tree star should not be. 
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