Well, I'm actually a scrooge. Look it up, and it has my picture...with a scowl. There was a time when Thanksgiving (the only holiday worth celebrating anymore) was a day that people gave thanks, said prayers, and rejoiced that the ignorant white race wasn't wiped off the face of the planet by our own stupidity. Supposedly it was a celebration of a good harvest and a rewarding relationship with the Native Peoples. Yeah, then we took all their land, killed them with plagues and drunkenness and forced them to assimilate to our culture, diet, and religion to the point where many Native people don't even know who and what they are. Yeah, that is REALLY something to celebrate...
Valentine's Day is the hokiest one there is. Thought up by some woman who was pissed off at her husband for forgetting both her birthday and their anniversary, Valentine's Day is just another day to make married people feel like crap that the romance and lovey-ness has gone out of their lives, and to remind the old that they are old and "comfortable" (a.k.a. forgotten) and that life is about the young and "fresh" (a.k.a. not parents). I don't celebrate it, I never have, and I probably never will. I don't see the point of hyping up a day about a Saint, when I am not even Catholic, and in celebrating "love", just reminding myself that although I have love, there is no romance, and until my children leave, I am a mom and nothing more.
I believe in St. Patrick's Day. Yes, I know he is a patron Saint, and I know I'm not Catholic, but I AM Irish, so handle it. Besides, I like green, and I LOVE corned beef and soda bread. Get off me.
Halloween is disgusting and sick. It is the best time of year for perverts to dress up in costumes and get little children to touch them, even if it is just on the hand taking candy. I hate masks, I despise blood and gore, and there really isn't anything cool about staying up with my 5 year old for weeks because of a scary rubber face on a 7-foot-tall man. That is just not my idea of a good time.
See my previous post for my Christmas peeve.
Easter is supposed to be a very solemn holiday. Easter, the anniversary of the day when Jesus Christ rose from the dead to redeem all of mankind, has turned into a charade. People dress up like rabbits and hide eggs in the grass. What, exactly, does that have to do with God's ultimate sacrifice? How does colored eggs help us to remember the price Christ paid so that we can repent and not suffer eternal damnation? It just pisses me off how this world can allow something so special, so sacred, and so incredibly selfless turn into just another way to make a few dollars.
And for those who aren't Christian...stop trying to take what is sacred to us and turn it into another party. If you don't believe in Christ, there is absolutely no reason to celebrate Easter. Or Christmas, or even Halloween, as it was originally supposed to be a religious holiday. And if you are Christian, as I am, you will refuse to "celebrate" these holidays by spending money and giving the retailers cash to cushion their already too-plump pocketbooks. Religious holidays should be religious, not commercial.
Join me in a holiday revolution! Refuse to buy egg-coloring kits! Spend time with your families, reading scriptures, making memories instead of debt. Laugh, joke, have fun! Deny "the man" the satisfaction of raking us over the coals! Join me! Who's with me?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Well, it was worth a try.
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