Bah! It’s All Humbug About the Grinch

21 Dec

It doesn’t take much each year for me to hate Christmas. Oh, not the religious angle of the holiday, of which I have no useful opinion. But the commercial and societal aspects of December 25 can elicit a particular bile in the back of my throat that, well, is, at best, distasteful.

First, take the festive colors. Green and red. Frankly, you’d be hard-pressed to combine two less complimentary or appealing hues than these. Then there’s the Santa character, a fat old man with a drunkard’s nose who likes to have kids sit on his lap, and whose name is, for those who track these things, also an anagram for Satan. Adding to the seasonal mess is that vast segments of society feel it’s necessary to pile into airport terminals, skid onto packed freeways, squeeze into rail stations and trains, all at once, all during the lousiest weather time in the Northern Hemisphere and expect a Christmas miracle in human transportation systems, then somehow act surprised and angry when it fails to materialize.

Even more dispiriting than the bad taste and bad travel is the mandate to shop. Spend. Buy. Give. Acquire. If you won’t, don’t, or even can’t, you’re dubbed a Scrooge or a grinch. Someone to be pitied or even hated because the manufactured joy rings hallow and cheap to you like all the gifts labeled “made in China” under the tree.

Admittedly, I greatly enjoy watching the scary scene of young children full of greedy anticipation as they rush to open their prettily wrapped Christmas booty. They tear apart one box after another with hungry glee like sharks in a feeding frenzy. Doting parents may attempt to calm them down with admonitions to stop ripping apart their packages long enough thank grandma or Uncle Albert for one present or another, but it’s as futile as asking Jaws not to nibble on a succulent surfer.

Given the choice, I’d rather abstain from the forced frivolity and be of good cheer at home with loved ones, appreciating them as I would any other day of the year. I don’t need to exchange gifts to show my love or get them to feel affection from others. And I do not need to set aside one day a year to contemplate the profound and clearly misunderstood message of the holiday: Peace.

That’s something this grinch strives for each and every day of the year.

Peace be with you, my friends.


6 Responses to “Bah! It’s All Humbug About the Grinch”

  1. Lee Fowler December 21, 2010 at 10:47 am #

    You’re a grump but we love you anyway.

  2. kgagne December 21, 2010 at 12:31 pm #

    Sounds like somebody needs some Tic-Tacs under his tree.

  3. david December 21, 2010 at 3:02 pm #

    Well, at least you didn’t end with “Peace on you!” Love to you and the Mrs.


  4. gevin shaw December 24, 2010 at 2:07 pm #

    Doe anyone put us in the Christmas spirit better than Boris Karloff?

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