M'okay. I've returned. As promised, your rant.
So. Just for your safety, I've cut out the majority of the rant, simply so that I won't have the religious bigots on my ass. Before you open the cut, note that I will heavily bash religion. So if you're easily offended, please...
Now. I will give fifty dollars to anyone who can explain to me* why the hell we still have to plough ourselves through the arcane ritual that is the Midnight Mass. In fact, I will give fifty, nay, one hundred dollars to anyone who can prove to me that Christ was born on December 25th. Any takers? I thought not.
Let me start from the beginning. Every year, I visit my cousins who live in Granby, which is five hours away from my place. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy every year I go there; I get to see my cousins, whom I rarely see once in a blue moon; I visit my grandfather who lives about ten minutes away from them; I basically get to experience Christmas holidays as a small-town French guy.
Don't forget, if you've read up on your history, then you're fully aware that the French came along with their Catholic doctrines. So I grudgingly try and pull myself out of bed, despite the three coffees and yule log I downed mere hours ago.
I suppose this is not really a rant against the Midnight Mass, it's really more of a rant against people who won't respect what you believe. I respect my family's beliefs; I don't give three blue shits if they want to be Catholic. Forcing (yes, forcing) me to participate in these insidious, arcane rituals is not respecting my lack of beliefs.
All I ask is that people don't proselytise. Of course, this is asking a lot, especially from televangelists, but nevertheless, I must try.
*Of course, this is fifty Canadian dollars, which ain't worth shit in pounds or American dollars, last time I checked.
On the bright side, I uploaded two new tracks onto my FA account:
Civetion and
Grep Furric 5. Wheetgasm.