I say this every year but it bears repeating. Why in the name of god do we have to be exposed to Christmas, two months before Christmas day?
Advertising is so pathetic and sinister. You can now buy candles with the scent of spiced apple and cinnamon. Oh how christmassy. Tesco wants us to know about how we can buy all our presents from their shiny new catalogue, as they spread their tentacles into the Argos market. Tis the season to be fabulous according to Boots. Every time I hear those lines “here come the girls” I truly believe that feminism has died. It is embarrassing beyond words.
Christmas lights have already been put up in shopping centres around the country. Since times are tough, how about saving a few euro of electricity and holding back until, say mid December? Every year this kind of madness gets me angrier and angrier. Soon retailers will be urging people to shop local instead of going up North to buy their boxes of booze. I doubt Jesus had booze fountains in mind when he got nailed to the cross. Not that I care, every Christmas is a conundrum for me as to how I can avoid Mass without pissing people off. I don’t partake any other time of the year and would like to keep it that way.
Everyone seems to get really horny at Christmas time, any party that I have been to around the festive season is just brimming with sexual tension. Mix in greasy cocktail sausages, plastic glasses full of tepid wine and you have yourself an orgy.
It’s pretty boring buying presents because the majority of people in this country have everything they need.What do you buy a little brother or sister that has a Wii, Nintendo DS, DVDs and whatever else? You try buying books and they get sniffed at.
Bah! Humbug.
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I agree totally. I always said that the only thing that was even half-way decent about Christmas was the fact that it was the one time of year that all your mates who live abroad came to Ireland at the same time. Then inevitably when they leave you remember why it’s a good thing they lived abroad in the first place. I have to say I absolutely DESPISE Christmas. I can’t fucking stand it. Buying shite for people who don’t need any more STUFF. Having to decorate your house with crap. If I had my way there would be no Christmas tree in my gaff, and when I lived on my own, I adhered to a very non-Xmas zone ethos. Unfortunately when I teamed up, in the interest of compromise, I gave in to having a Christmas tree. But only on the condition that it goes in a room where I don’t have to see it. Smart eh?
The local tradition here is Midnight Mass on Xmas eve. I don’t attend. And to be fair I would piss more people off if I attended, given my general state at midnight each Xmas eve anyway.
New Year’s Eve is always an anti-climax as well.
As for my own Christmas presents, every year my mother and I have the same conversation:
MA: What do you want for Christmas this year?
ME: Cash.
MA: That’s not a real present.
ME: You can put it in a box and wrap it if it would make you feel better.
MA: I’m not doing that, you’ll just spend it on things you don’t need.
ME: Or alternatively you can just buy me the things I don’t need.
MA: Don’t be like that. Now seriously, what do you want for Christmas?
ME: A real live penguin…
Unsurprisingly, Xmas has been the source of many a family row over the years.
That’s the best comment here yet!
Why thank you BMD
Now, onwards to the muddled mulled wine induced haze that will be the Xmas party season!