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I just started listening to Christmas music tonight for the first time this year. In years past I would have been playing this sort of stuff for a month or so already, but not anymore. As time passes I’m becoming sort of a cross between Ebenezer Scrooge and George Bailey. I miss what Christmas used to be and in many ways I hate what it has become.
Maybe it’s because I work in the retail industry. Every day I stand on the front lines of everything that is wrong with Christmas. The rampant consumerism and materialist values of our culture. The ridiculous war waged by those who boycott every retailer that uses the word “Holiday” instead of “Christmas.” Two thousand years later and we’re still waiting for peace on earth. You’d think we could get it right at least once a year.
Maybe as kids we are protected from all the vitriol and selfishness that makes itself painfully clear this time of year. Maybe we don’t realize at the time that Santa Claus is being used by the Man to perpetuate the retail agenda.
Despite my feelings about the holiday season, a trace of the Christmas I used to know still remains, if only for a few hours each year. I’ll always miss the people and things I used to associate with what Christmas once was, but I have to cling to the pieces of what it still is and hope that the parts that have been lost along the way will return in the years ahead and awaken the spirit of Christmas that has seemed farther with the passage of each year.
But maybe I’m hoping for too much.
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