Christmas is in two days, which means next Friday we are out of this wretched shit show known as 2020, of which hopefully no one will speak of ever again. As much of a shit show 2016 was, 2020 has that year beat. Less than ten days remain in this hell hole. On top of everything else, this was a leap year, so we had one extra day of bullshit to deal with than in most years.
As I mentioned, Christmas is this week. Most people will have their brightly-lit trees with the presents wrapped underneath. Some play Christmas music ad nauseum. There will be some family gatherings, but not nearly as many as in previous years due to everything that’s been happening recently.
Some people, though, have absolutely no reason to celebrate. I’ve mentioned numerous times that I don’t care for Christmas. I wouldn’t even bother with anything were it not for my kids. I hate Christmas music, especially after Thanksgiving, and especially this week when it’s overplayed on the radio—in fact, some stations have been playing strictly Christmas music since before Thanksgiving. Sure, I love having the Christmas dinner (which in my case will be a prime rib), but Christmas is way too commercialized in this modern world. Black Friday is especially despicable. Surprisingly, this year Black Friday was scaled way back, and many retailers normally open and packed were closed on Thanksgiving. It was actually a really nice reset from prior years.
Other than the excess consumerism, Christmas is just another day for me. There are those who don’t want or like Christmas. Each one has their stories, and I’m not here to judge them. For some, tragedy struck around Christmas. Maybe a loved one died. Maybe they had a tree fire and lost everything. Perhaps someone was hospitalized. Whatever the case, these people have trauma attached to Christmas and would prefer a time machine or a “Click” remote to skip to New Years. I completely get why they would dislike, despise or otherwise hate this time of year.
One case I can recall, which thankfully had a happy ending, that hits kinda close to me. Just three weeks ago, on 01 Dec, a high school classmate, Jeannette Perez, went through hell on Earth, as her 14-year-old daughter went missing. This classmate is the reason my weekly “Rants” blog, and by association, this blog, exist. It was her idea originally for me to start a blog nearly 6 years ago, which was forgotten about then resurrected 2½ years ago and running ever since. She posted on social media, as did many of her friends, including myself. I can only imagine the nightmare, the hell and the sleepless nights she went through. My Facebook feed was covered with the #prayforAllee hashtag. Fortunately, after many social media posts, positive thoughts, and prayers from all the religious folks, the girl returned home safely a few days ago. I haven’t heard the whys and wherefores of the ordeal, and that is beside the point. Allee is home and safe, and that’s what matters.
Now, whether that affects the Perez household, I’m not sure. If it does, however, that’s perfectly understandable. To all of you who love Christmas, enjoy this time of the year and its accompanying good cheer. When you see someone who isn’t as appreciative, please don’t ram the season down their throat. Don’t give them the “don’t be a Scrooge” bullshit. Just let them be, be supportive and understanding of their feelings. Perhaps they have a reason for not wanting to participate in your holiday cheer. Everyone’s mind is a world; theirs just might be falling apart.
Now I leave you this quote for today:
“I hate Christmas. I do think it is odd that I have wound up playing these two iconic Christmas haters. It is the same story, in a way. Scrooge is the original Grinch. I think I am perfectly suited, because I have had some dark Christmases.”– Jim Carrey