Advent has begun

With the arrival of the 1st of December we open the first door of the Advent Calendar and taste the first seasonal chocolate..... fight it people..... it's a TRAP!! ... it's that 'do you take the red pill or the blue pill' question. Once that chocolate is in your mouth there is no turning back, you are well and truly locked into the festive season..... do not eat the chocolate and you can carry on in blissful ignorance... in total denial.... la la la la

MY SCORE SO FAR
Christmas chocolates eaten............ nil
Christmas cards sent...................... nil
Christmas presents bought............. nil
Christmas trees up.......................... nil
Christmas decorations up............... nil
Christmas movies watched ........... one.... Bastards!!!

That's  me, I refuse to accept that Christmas has arrived until I am pushed out of the door and told not to come back without her present. It's not that I don't like Christmas, I love it, I love the songs, I love the smells, I love the sights, I love the atmosphere surrounding everything... I even love having the in-laws round for lunch BUT I like my Christmas to last from around 21st-22nd Dec until 27th-28th Dec..... and that's enough, you can get too much of  good thing, I do not want Christmas in my face in August, then slowly and steadily being drip Fed brain-washing adverts telling me what to buy, what to eat, what to drink, what to wear and what music to play to make it a perfect Christmas, anything less and you've failed to provide your family with perfection and you should be seriously punished and have your children removed from your care immediately.

You should be pitied, ridiculed and labelled as a bad consumer and a bad parent because Christmas isn't Christmas unless it's a corporately inspired Christmas. Yes, that is what they want you to believe, that is why more people suffer from depression at this time of year, why burglaries and muggings go up.. my neighbours are already curtain twitching because they know that sometime in the next three weeks a get-away car will be parked in our road while the petrol station around the corner gets knocked off by an armed gang, yep the neighbours are having their seasonal 'be the fist to report it' competition, if I spot the gang I'd probably tweet about it before calling the cops.
Soon the cards will be dropping through the letter box, spewing Christmas cheer and goodwill to all men all over the hall carpet... Well bugger off it's too early, I still have the absolute hell of the shopping  nightmare to go through before I can even consider dishing out an iota of goodwill to all of those faces, twisted in anger, fear and  anguish racing around the shopping centre's buying bundles of tinsel, baubles and all manner of seasonal tat, bags full of 'Stuff' that no one wants... they have reams of wrapping paper with bows and ribbons.... most of which will still be in some cupboard 5 years from now.... and food shopping in the supermarkets..... I get shivers just thinking about it.... tv brainwashing at it's best, panic buying over the ingredients seen on one of the hundreds of Christmas recipes shown on every channel on the three month lead up to Christmas.... the followers and disciples of the advertising prophets, practising their faith in the many Temples of the Consumerist Religious Order.

STOP IT... THAT'S NOT WHAT IT'S ABOUT...

Don't worry, I'm not a religious man, I know Christmas is a Christian festival and it's all about the son of God coming to earth to save mankind from himself.... Well if it was true, it didn't work did it, science has again and again disproved the so called holy scriptures but still the faithful trot along to church and put their hard earned money in the collection tins for some of the richest organisations in the world and give thanks for.... for what, for if God was real all you could thank him for is abandoning mankind to his own greed, for allowing hundreds of millions over the centuries to die in wars started in his name.. for wars were always about religion... 'were'... now they're all about who controls the oil. As for the Islamic extremists, I can not keep my abhorrence........

STOP IT... THAT'S NOT WHAT IT'S ABOUT NEITHER

What Christmas is about to me is 'family', giving thanks... to each other, for each other... family is more than blood, everyone you want in your life (and some you don't) are your family... Christmas, to me is time away from the chores of survival to sit and think about, meet with, call up and be with your life's family... past and present... near and far... friend or foe... they are all in your life to teach you something and watch your back so be thankful. So now that you know what it's all about....for me, that is..... find your own friggin excuse....

 

Now where's that advent calendar.... I need Chocolate!!