On the first day of Christmas bitching....

Wow!

I did not realize how long it has been since I have posted on here! I guess that I am a bad blogger.

Anyhoo, I thought I would get on here and post some reflections of this Christmas. A lot has happened, and the season of good cheer I think needs a rename. Season of the perpetually pissed bitches and bastards, perhaps? Of course Christmas should also be subtitled "Season of the fucking mornon."

I will try to post once a day until the New Year, at which time I will bitch about this year, and complain about next year. So if you like rants, strap in and hang on because I am ogoing to open up the season bitch session with a bang!

Take my work. Every year a bunch of us send out cards to the elderly in care-homes so that they know someone still remembers them, even if their families don't. We send out cards on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter, and one or two other days through the year. This year a spam-note was sent out to all of us caregivers by another librarian where I work stating that we should skip Easter this year and instead send a card on St. Valentine's day.

The reason? This well-learned matronly librarian stated that "Easter is a Christian holiday, and a lot of people do not celebrate Christian holidays." They went on to say that they still felt it okay to send out the Christmas cards, however, since EVERYONE celebrates Christmas.

Huh! This led to a debate at the library system where I work about whether or not Christmas is really a Christian holiday anymore. Most agreed that Christmas is not really a Christian holiday.

It used to be.

Huh.

A few days later a retired coworker sent me an e-card, which asked for Christians to make a stand. To retake Christ-mas! Yes, the card actually spelled it "Christ-mas." I also asked all Christians to remember that it is a Christ-mas tree, not a holiday hedge, or some other nick-name! Things of that nature. I thought it was good timing. I shared this tidbit of an e-card with a co-worker with whom I had already exchanged solstice gifts with.

This co-worker and I often mock those of extreme points of view. The so-called Christians who either do not go to church, or only go to get heaven-points and promptly forget about anything their minister may have said. Or those bible-thumping god-whores who tell you that they know what is right and you don't.

Of course we also mock the tree-fucking hippies who want everything to be so blandly politically correct that any type of free thought is now branded as racists, inciteful, and morally irresponsible.

Here is a copy of our e-mail mockery-exchange, hope you enjoy.

From: Anonymous
Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2007 11:45:43 -0800
To: Berserkermailto:BerserkerLibrarian@asshole.christmas-not.com
Subject: Re: Fw: Fw: Fwd: Fw: Christmas Tree

:: so.... have you decorated your holiday hedge yet?::
:: (ha!!!):: ::


Date: Mon, 17 Dec 2007 12:54:51 -0800
From: Berserkermailto:BerserkerLibrarian@asshole.christmas-not.com
Reply-To: Anonymous
Subject: Re: Fw: Fw: Fwd: Fw: Christmas TreeMessage

Anonymous,

This year I have decided to forgo the traditional sacrifice of a living being and dressing it up like a seasonal strumpet of the $2 variety.

Upon consideration, it has become hard for me to reconcile idea of a season of "good cheer" and "hope" that is based upon the murder of an allegedly innocent man of possible celestial descent, and reenacts his sacrifice with the deaths of our woodland soul-brothers and soul-sisters of the fir-tribe.

Also, I cannot in good faith continue to support a capitalistic endeavor which promotes raping the land of natural beauty and resources, in addition to giving silent consent to deforestation.

Hoping this letter finds you in peace and harmony, if that is your choice. I would never attempt to force you to feel happiness, if that was not your choice... After all, we must all follow our inner voices, not that I am belittling those who have inner choirs, and have been forced to wear the schizophrenic label perpetuated by the single inner-voiced "man," nor am I stating that only those of the male gender may be considered part of the allegedly established hierarchy that tries to govern our lives. I am not also mocking those of the paranoid persuasion, whose viewpoint is entirely valid.

- Jim ... a name that I was not born with, but have chosen as my own, and that I do not hide behind, but accept for all that it represents.

PS. Trees are way too fucking expensive this year!!!!