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To all a Merry Christmas…
As we inch closer and closer to the most stressful and wonderful holiday season of the year, I’m sure that I’m not the only one that’s feeling the pinch. Money is tight, and while I see lots of multi-million dollar homes being built, I don’t actually know anybody that’s living in one. My type of family and friends have never been the caviar type.
That’s why I think it’s so important to keep things in perspective right now. We all get depressed around the holidays, I think. At least, I know that I do. And it’s all too easy to focus on all the wrong things. Like, for instance, how many people are spending money at the mall, or how everyone else seems to be buying wonderful gifts, or how it just doesn’t feel like we’re measuring up to those around us somehow…
But really. Let’s look at the reality of the world. The mere fact that you are living in America (and I know that you are, because only about 20 people read my blog, and I have the stats to prove it) means that you’ve already won the “Oh My God I’m Spectacularly Blessed” lottery. And if you’re earning more than $30,000 a year, you earn more than 98% of the world’s inhabitants. Really. 98% of the people on this planet live on less than $30,000 a year. And most live on much, much, MUCH less.
It’s so easy to get caught up in the commercialism of Christmas today, and I get down sometimes about not being able to afford all the crap that the TV tells me to buy, but when you really sit down and look at it… We’ve already gotten the best present that could ever be given. We live somewhere safe. We’re warm at night. No one in our circle of friends is hungry. Poverty and strife are distant things that are only on the news. We are so lucky to be here, and to be us, that we cannot even imagine.
So fuck all the commercialism, I think. And Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays. And don’t let the bastards (whoever they might be) get you down. Give mightily to those less fortunate than you, and give small things to those that you love. Because they don’t need anymore crap on their shelves. None of us do. But it’s the thought that counts, and it always has been, no matter how much some greedy folks with an advertising budget would have believe differently.
And even though I was so crass and bold to put an Amazon Wish List on my website, I’ll tell you what I really want from each and everyone of you.
I’d like a cocktail at my favorite bar, to be served by my favorite bartenders, and about an hour of your company. Merry Christmas. 🙂