Yuletide
So this is Christmas .... So sang that wondergroup Slade.
Yipee. A season of good cheer and good will to all men. Is it? And why should it be restricted to a season? Why not do it for a whole year? For a day or so a year, if you are a God fearing Christian you refrain from beating your fellow man over the head with a brick or rubbing a broken beer bottle in his face? What chance then the rest like me, for whom God is a word most commonly used in anger when the chisel slips and embeds itself in my palm or the car door shuts on my fingers or the last step is the one cat was sleeping on before I trod on it?
So why am I not rejoicing? Why take the easy route and be cynical? Well apart from the fact that this is what I do, it's also what I think. Over hyped - I should say! Christmas starts in August now. At least that is when the local garden centre put the first decorations up. By September they were playing Christmas music! I pity the poor staff- by December they must be sick to the back teeth with the whole festival.
Why then have we fallen victim to this over commercialisation? Why do we allow it? That kitsch vase your grandmother will never admit to hating, that next useless electronic gimmick used twice and consigned to the back of a random shelf. What do we acheive with this petty consumerism. I'll tell you what we acheive, a new Rolls for the al-Fayeds, a bowl of rice for a poor child in the Indian ghetto. So rejoice and that over used lyric from Wizzard will become true- the wish realised and it will be Christmas every day.
Yipee. A season of good cheer and good will to all men. Is it? And why should it be restricted to a season? Why not do it for a whole year? For a day or so a year, if you are a God fearing Christian you refrain from beating your fellow man over the head with a brick or rubbing a broken beer bottle in his face? What chance then the rest like me, for whom God is a word most commonly used in anger when the chisel slips and embeds itself in my palm or the car door shuts on my fingers or the last step is the one cat was sleeping on before I trod on it?
So why am I not rejoicing? Why take the easy route and be cynical? Well apart from the fact that this is what I do, it's also what I think. Over hyped - I should say! Christmas starts in August now. At least that is when the local garden centre put the first decorations up. By September they were playing Christmas music! I pity the poor staff- by December they must be sick to the back teeth with the whole festival.
Why then have we fallen victim to this over commercialisation? Why do we allow it? That kitsch vase your grandmother will never admit to hating, that next useless electronic gimmick used twice and consigned to the back of a random shelf. What do we acheive with this petty consumerism. I'll tell you what we acheive, a new Rolls for the al-Fayeds, a bowl of rice for a poor child in the Indian ghetto. So rejoice and that over used lyric from Wizzard will become true- the wish realised and it will be Christmas every day.
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