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BAH, HUMBUG!! Christmas again?
It seems like it was only a
year ago we went through all this crass commercialism shrouded in the name of
religion. CHING, CHINGA-LING "Aww...Love, Peace on earth, Goodwill towards your
fellow man, family values, the sounds of happy children, everything is right and
just in the world, Serenity, all this can be had on your bloated, overdrafted,
credit card. C'mon down and feel the rapture of 17 aisles of every kind of
synthetic Red-suited fat men, tinsel, balls, Angels, glass balls, ribbons, brass
balls, Elves, colored balls, Reindeers, shiney balls,[they got alota balls,
YUK-YUK] and tons of overpriced, worthless crap that can easily send you into
foreclosure by February." That's what they are trying to sell, but are we buying
it? Apparently so, or else they would give up. My solution for world peace is...
how about we ship millions of 3 foot tall, made in China, glowing from 15-watt
light bulbs inside, plastic Santas to our enemies so they can all have this warm
an' fuzzy feeling that we allegedly cherish. Surely they will drop their weapons
and worship it also. Gee, that was simple, bring on the next problem! You see
what the greedy merchants are trying to sell is the illusion of a Spiritual calm
through materialistic means. We are heavily bombarded with magical scenes of how
we would like it to be, but inside we know it to be false. Like an unhappy ADD
child having a Norman Rockwell Christmas morn with the discovery of an expensive
"Grand Theft Auto" video game under the tree from you know who [fat Red guy]. Or
with just the right gift your spouse/mate will passionately fall into your arms
saying "take me now, all is forgotten and forgiven Baby!" Nice ideals, I can see
how it is so easy to sell, it's what we are all searching for, the easy way that
we can BUY happiness. It ain't gonna happen, the result is that you wind up
disheartened and broke! SHHH, don't tell them shyster store owners but it don't
cost 'nuthin to truly make someone else feel good, just an open heart, a smile,
and your time. And by helping others you get it back tenfold. That's what it is
all about, the longest-lasting, real gifts are Love, Compassion, Empathy, or
just shutting up and listening to them tell you how they really feel. It's about
turning off that incessant idiot box [TV,it is the corporations and the
governments tool to control us] and spending some time together! Also give
yourself a gift of some quiet time like just admiring nature, it's all around
you. It goes beyond a gift, but rather a Blessing. These presents don't cost you
a dime an' you don't got to wrap 'em! Revolutionary, isn't it? The concept of a
nonmonetary Christmas is how it got started. When Christ and his message first
originated it was pure and free, until someone discovered there was money to be
made if they could twist it into what it is today. Heck, they even got rid of
Him altogether and put some overweight fictional salesman clad in red [makes you
think, hummm... who else is the same color?] as the iconic symbol of the season.
We can't change it [too far entrenched], just lessen it a bit if possible. So
instead of that big hunk of Zirconium crystal on a useless ring or something
that will replace your presence like the latest video game system, give them a
gift certificate of maybe at least an hour a week of your time doing whatever
they would like to do with you, I believe that gift is priceless!
Okie-Dokie on to Zzen news; I was at the fall swapmeet so I missed the meeting
[again]. I tried calling around to find out the jist of it an' no one is talkin'.
I guess they know what's good for 'em iff'in they do blab anythin'. Down in the
holler is dark an' cold, 'an you don't want to find out how dark 'n cold it is
when yer buried there...ALIVE!! Be afraid, be VERY afraid!! You'll be ok as long
as you keep yer mouth shut! Saw some of them Zzen cretins skulking around the
parts [can't say who, of course] seein' what could be fashioned into a weapon of
some sort. Others around the swap meet were some really scary, ruthless people,
made us seem like girl scouts! The baddest of them all was a, are ya sittin'
down, ... LAWYER/POLITICIAN!! OH GOD Save the 'ol Ladies and the Babies!! RUN,
RUN, Save yourself!! My Daddy said we should line a hunnert of 'em against the
wall, shoot 99 of 'em and maybe the last one will straighten up!! What do you
call all of 'em up to their necks in cement?....Not Enough Cement!! What's the
difference between a lawyer/politician and carp?....One's a bottom-feeding scum
sucker and the other's a FISH!!! Now, now, now don't get yer politically-correct
nickers in a knot, I'm just joking around. You know when I'm joking?... My lips
are movin'!! An' I think I've flapped my jaws enough for this installment so
till next year....HOOTIE-HOOT, Wiz |
Wiz
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