Christmas always adds that air of mystique and pleasure all around. The lights, the festivities and the carols that echo every street corner never fails to put a smile on my face. It just seems all that more magical as if somehow somewhere no matter what happens Christmas will always be there for me. It always comes like the mail- except much better. Lately though, being the cynic that I am, I’m begginning to wonder if maybe there’s some truth to all the commercialization nonsense that’s been going around. Is the world really trying to put a price tag on a holiday as sacred as christmas? I wanted to find out. Turns out the world was right after all. Very few people really believe in what christmas is- the birth of Christ. Sure you can argue that we don’t know if that’s the actual birth date and the astounding lack of archaelogical evidence yadadadada but the truth still stands as this; this day a million (maybe slightly less) years ago people took to be the birth of Christ and celebrated it as a holiday to commemorate just that and that alone. So all the love, peace, hope, presents, marshmallow filled cocoa, christmas trees, shooping, deco all that pure commercialization. So to celebrate the day all we should do is go to church, sing a bunch of songs pray and leave then sulk around while the rest of the world partakes in scruptous feasts and brightly lit candles that surround the christmas tree? Well, oesn’t sound liek much a holiday does it? So here’s what I say I’ll buy into all teh crap the media gives me about love and goodwill and the happy holiday candy with special drinks they make up at starbucks. Just like everyone I’m gonna decorate the tree and vsit the pretty lights at town but above all I’m gonna remember that without this day I’ll have nothing much to live for. It is called CHRISTmas after all.

P.S Those Italian/Persian bastards who tried to satanise christmas by calling it x’mas in the sense crossing out or “x-ing” out christ can burn in hell, you KNOW who you are.