Monday, December 24, 2012

santa's whores

SANTA’S WHORES
I hate Christmas.  Not because of the commercialization.  Everything is commercialized anymore, from death to grieving to love to rearing children to maniac depression.  Nothing is sacred anymore.  Every swinging dingus out there wants to make a buck off of you.  This is understood and pretty much expected by all.  I also don’t hate the blatant greed displayed by corporations at the holiday.  We all expect that corporations are soulless blood sucking parasites ( hating corporations is not the same as hating the free market, as corporations are using the government for favors rather than competing on a level playing field with others ).  And it isn’t necessarily the lack of common sense or decency the average person displays.  That is a daily normal occurrence for most people, given that communal concerns were abandoned long ago.  And it isn’t even my own dismal experience with the holiday, from the asswhores starting in GOTT DAMN JULY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD with the displays and pimping and naked greed with me as the corporate monkey boy mindlessly throwing all this extra merchandise around, to the little old pathetic grandmas crowding into the convenience store all Christmas day screeching in primal panic to buy MORE, MORE, MORE scratch off tickets so that with their last breath they can for once in their foul existence experience wealth and respect, to the current mindless squandering of food in one lustful bloated feast as the food bank gives away six months worth of certain commodities just to put together a Christmas dinner box to feed families ONE time.
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No, what I hate about Christmas is that nobody even tries to moderate all the above bad behavior for just one day of the year.  And that is personified by the retail establishments that stay open that day, and the people that insist of patronizing them.  If people weren’t such worthless mouth breathing mindless douchebags, if they refused to go out ANYWHERE on Christmas day, the corporate scumbags would recoil in abject horror at money being spent on lighting and salaries and they would stay closed.  And then, wonder of wonders, people could actually spend one humping day of the year with their families ( or, failing that, at least gather with friends in a similar situation ).  Is one day so much to ask for?  We give up down time for commutes, we sacrifice vacation days for job security.  We ignore the family so we can provide for them.  All year long we sell our souls for rather piss poor compensation.  We can’t have just ONE day to remember how things used to be or at least should have been?  Will the entire world come to a screaming halt if the grocery store closes for one day?  If Christmas comes around the same time every year, might we expect folks can actually plan ahead then as far as provisioning?  Do we really need restaurants open?  Folks can’t feed themselves for one day? 
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Why do we need a gas station open, even on the interstate?  You can’t drive another day?  Does your car not have a tank you can fill up?  Why is it that it now seems normal to have so many businesses open on Christmas?  I remember my dad working Christmas when he was a cop.  Mom was quite stressed about it, even going so far as to offer the kids their choice of holiday dinner to compensate for his absence ( we had the holiday celebrated on dad’s day off, and I got steak and French fries-a very rare treat- so I thought the whole thing was great ).  I’m not that old, so the normal of a very select few working Christmas to the new, everybody gets suckered in, is less than two generations.  Look, people, I’ve spent Christmases alone.  I hit a bottle of booze and felt sorry for myself.  What I didn’t do was try to share my misery with other people.  I didn’t go to the bar.  I didn’t go to a diner.  I didn’t go shopping.  I didn’t expect other people to give up a happy day with their family just so I could be coddled and be put in better spirits.  Not that it would have worked.  How sad and pathetic, the lonesome loser hitting the scotch in a bar, the pathetic jerkoff eating a holiday by himself?  Have a little pride and suck up your misery, away from other people.  Misery might love company, but don’t try to take down the rest of us with you.
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But this common sense and lone bit of decency seems to be beyond most people.  They want to inflict their worthless lives on other normally happy people.  The people who are working crap jobs because that is all there is, so they can’t tell the boss to hump off when the evil little prick wants to cash in on lonely peoples desperation.  They are stuck working, and that sucks for their family.  I might have enjoyed the benefits of guilt when my father worked Christmas, but I was a greedy and hard to socialize with teenager.  How about all the families with small children that you ruin the holiday for by insisting on patronizing a business during that day?  It isn’t the end of the world, certainly, but childhood is the only innocent and enjoyable time of life.  Adulthood arrives soon enough, with its mostly reward-less existence outside your own children.  We can’t step outside our own pathetic lives ONE day a year to let the kids enjoy themselves?  Shame on every humping bastard out there for ruining a child’s Christmas!
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***I won't be posting tomorrow, so Merry Christmas!( and stay the hump home)

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5 comments:

  1. Quite right, Jim. A time for families to quietly get together. Food, conversation (without fights) and presents for the kids.

    Enjoy your day off!

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  2. I hope you and Mrs. Dakin have a great holiday and a great new year. your friend, the rat

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  3. Merry Christmas James, I have been unable to convince them to close the 911 center here in Clearwater so I will be working for the holiday. I enjoy your blog. Keep up the good work.

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  4. Jim have a merry Christmas.No one should have to work christmas.Here in Alabama we had sunday blue laws till the mid 80s.Nothing was open on sunday and noone died of it.Newyear you should plan to take the wife to the casino and a nice dinner have a good holiday

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  5. Lord Bison of the Great Basin;

    Merry Christmas to you and yours on this day of Capitalist Victory over all other economic/political systems. While your points of staying home and having quality family time with the children and close friends is heeded here, this year, it isn't always that way. I have spent numerous Christmases away from those I care about due to employment, so the best gift is always being able to spend the hoiday with Family and Friends at home in familiar surroundings. Also speaking of great things I received a SMLE which I plan on taking to the range come this weekend and getting used to the piece. Thanks for the great advice on Bolt-Action weapons. Keep keeping it real James!

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