de Paul Warren

Christmas. Pffft. Buying gifts you cant afford because someone else is buying gifts for you which you don’t need. The only ones who can appreciate Christmas this way are the kids who rarely get anything to begin with.

I don’t celebrate it traditionally anymore. What’s more, is anyone approaching me with that annoying Christmas Cheer gets me fired up. I hold my tongue though and don’t impose my views on others, but I won’t hesitate to explain when they ask why. I find it hilarious though when I tell someone I don’t shop and get anyone gifts. It’s like I told them I kill kittens.

I’m not into the whole consumer mentality thing. Except for the marketers, who really told us we have to get someone something at such a specific date. If we are really celebrating Jesus’ birth, why do I get gifts? Shouldn’t He be getting gifts? Not that December 25th is His real birthday anyway.

Santa and Frosty are too creepy. Some magical snowman, uh, … doing what he does. I’ve seen Jack Frost. While a horrible C rated horror, he’s a cold blooded killer (pun intended). And Santa? Some fat man changing his names and spying on little kids all the time… Granted naughty had a different meaning back in the day. Plus, we all know where toys come from now. It’s marked on the toy somewhere, “Made In China.” Santa’s wooden toys just are not as appealing anymore, unless you’re out of firewood.

What’s worse than any of that, though, are the gift cards. It’s worse than money. It’s money you can only spend in a specific store. It’s like a Discover card. Gift Cards, and money for that matter, only prove that you don’t know the recipient enough to get them a thoughtful gift.

The only thing I enjoy about Christmas is the time off work and the feasts with family. All the rest of it,… Read the title.