Dec 24, 2006 09:47
ah, again, well approached life. holiday season, hope they're happy for you, and a prosperous new year as we enter yet another segment of our lives.
seems annual, that i post a long update, of dragged on emotional relief for myself. using a livejournal only opens doors of oppurtunity for spreading opinions.
i'm not much of a family guy, that stuff never really works out for me. especially with this being the first christmas without my mom. i just prefer to keep the holiday as another day on my calendar. well, until i fight the anxiety from everything else.
*if you don't want to read all of this, go to the bottom, where i summed it all up.
most, of my age, have developed strong opinions on their spiritual beliefs, and tend to forget that 364 days of the year, they fill their vocal chords with pure spite for anything related to jesus. i guess most argue that the true meaning of christmas, is time with their family. which, funny thing is, christmas originated from something quite the opposite. pagans, in rome, celebrated a week long period of lawlessness called saturnalia. which, during the time, the courts were closed, and no one was punishable for property damage or injuring of another person. it was pretty much, "kick the shit out of everything," week. the problem was that there was nothing christian about saturnalia. to fix this, christians decided to call the concluding day, december 25th, jesus' birthday. of course, people continued to beat the shit out of things.
i don't know the level that most of you are at in life, but, as age progresses, one can't help but realize the material need during the holidays. thought counts, of course, but when listening to some converse about their dream christmas gifts, it seems as if saying "i love you," during the holidays, is only best said through an expensive piece of construction. during saturnalia, gift giving was actually customary for offerings. but, again, was the complete opposite to what we associate with today. emperors made their most despised citizens bring them gifts, usually as plea for their life. i guess its kinda the same thing, getting your girlfriend that diamond ring she wants, is pretty much a plea for peace for the next year.
i guess, this whole holiday just doesnt make sense to me. maybe someone should try to explain it in depth. historically, its just immoral to me to celebrate such a thing. especially knowing the roots behind the original idea. it probably doesnt help that i havent believed in santa claus, in like. ever. thanks to the internet, probably. that was one thing i always liked the read about. where the big man came from. i think if i was alive in like, 350 EC i'd be a millionaire. hah. 'cause i'd pwn copyrights. more trivia for those that like the read (because i like to talk, and to share) Nicholas (St. Nick) was actually one of the cats that helped write the new testament. when he died on december 6th, forever ago (fuck years), a bunch of his followers took to foot. blah, blah. summing it up, in what i remember, st. nick was crossbred with a woman in italy, called the grandmother, who put gifts in stockings, then, moved north, to my roots, of the celtic tradition, and was mixed with the father of thor, woden, or wodin, i don't remember. woden had a long beard (like vikings) and flew a horse through the heavens. here come the catholics again, and they take the new found idea of st. nick, and teach that he, and everyone else, should give gifts on december 25th. which, pre-catholic tradition, the gifts were given on december 6th, nicholas' anniversary of death. catholics love what pagans do. 1809 rolls up, Washington Irving (novelist), writes a bunch of books and stories about St. Nicholas (in his long bearded, horse flying fashion). and then, 1822, Dr. Moore, developed the look of "Santa" in his poem, twas the night before christmas. where'd santa claus come from? well, its the dutch name for saint nicholas.
i know far too much about christmas for someone that hates it so much. but, once you start reading, you realize, the whole basis of the holiday is pure bull anyways!
*moral of complaint:
1. people celebrate christmas carelessly. christians, pagans, catholics, jews get carried away in the season, that they don't realize the backing behind the festival.
2.Christmas, virtually, is a lie. because no christian church, nor the bible, has tradition or tracking that jesus was born on december 25th.
3.december 25th used to be a day celebrated by torturing and murdering the jewish community.
4.christmas trees, mistletoe, christmas presents and santa claus, are all remade, and inverted versions, of terrible times in pagan history, which should have been long ebolished.
of course, everyone will probably argue with me saying, "its all in the season" or "all in good fun," but, the way i see it, is the opposite of that.
in comparison, quite closesly too, what if we celebrated hitlerday? back in the world war, the nazi regime celebrated a-moneys birthday, april 20th, as a holiday. imagine if that stuck around. every april 20th, we would celebrate with gift giving, and alcohol, and feasts! then, thousands of years later, people forget about the concentration camps, the gas chambers, auschwitz is merely just another difficult word in a text book to them. now, imagine, your great-great-great-great-great grandchildren are celebrating hitlerday. they are puffing on some mad cigars, drinking down that 100 proof fifth. exchanging gifts. you time travel to them, and ask them why they are celebrating, and they respond "we're not celebrating the holocaust, we're just having a hitlerday party."
what would you tell your future to do on something such as hitlerday?
hopefully not put lights on their house and tell people "tis the season to be jolly."
its 2006, lets be moral, r.i.p saturnalia.
i don't expect this to change any minds, or for even anyone to read it thoroughly. i'd respect it if you did, and would like to discuss this with anyone thats bored. this is just why i hate christmas, well, portion. other matters are for a more personal occasion.
happy holidays.
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