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Vasaris, the Fuzzy Dragon
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March 2014
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Vasaris, the Fuzzy Dragon [userpic]
People sometimes just... suck.

It's obvious that there are days when it's not worth chewing through the restraints.

I hate the commercialization of the Christmas season, although having a season where people give without thought of repayment is nice (at least in theory). But this is utterly ridiculous -- "You don't deserve to be with your family, you should be here helping me spend my money! How dare the mall close early on Christmas Eve?"

My brain just did the wugga-wugga-woobie-woobie-WTF dance, which is kinda like a drunk hula, sans grass skirt but with a side-order of bad LSD.

I mean, I gave out Christmas cards to my regulars this year (and, I'd no idea I had around 300 people I'm really rather fond of, actually) and I did so because I wanted to and because it made people smile. It actually made me uncomfortable when one guy gave me five bucks in response, although there was no polite way to turn it down. The season should be about giving because giving the gift *is* the present to yourself. Getting gifts is nice, but... *sighs* It is not about the almighty $$ and the consumer's right to spend it. It isn't about standing in line for a PS3 (which doesn't work anyway) and it ain't about spoiling your kids by showering them with every little thing they could want. It isn't about stores making money, nor about manufacuterers doing the happy dance all the way to the bank.

I'm not Christian, as I've mentioned before, but I love the notion and spirit of generosity that should accompany what is typically viewed as 'the Christmas season.' Peace on Earth and Goodwill toward Mankind -- while ideals that really need to be practiced all year round -- tend to be stronger this time of year and *that* is a good feeling. The desperation of "I must have this toy/item or Joey will hate me forever!" is decidedly NOT a good feeling. The fact that parents/spouses/friends/lovers/acquaintances give in to that, without consideration that love is a damn sight more valuable than Tickle-Me-Elmo, and longer lasting, seems to escape entirely too many people.