...or bomb so he could get more money to buy stuff...
One of my Thanksgiving guests mentioned that she hoped she could get up the following morning in time for a big chain (I refuse to advertise here) store's 4 a.m. opening on Black Friday. I thought she was joking.
My disdain for holiday consumerism is well known to my friends and this is the second and very likely not the last time I'll write on the topic in this infant blogspace (less than a month old, isn't it cute? Yes, it is).
So when I came across this other fellow's political blog Silenced Majority Portal and his post about Reverend Billy's film What Would Jesus Buy? I was delighted. I'm more than happy to spread the gospel of staying out of the mall this holiday season.
I also found this other nice looking blog: The Daily Galaxy with the post:
I can absolutely relate to this concept. Literally, the only time I ever want to go shopping is when I'm down. I have a handmade magnet on my fridge that says: "You need to get more things. you don't have enough. Go to Walmart and buy something. You'll be happier."
Even without cable* I feel the pressure to buy stuff over the holidays. I don't want to disappoint my kids. I don't want to be the one that spoils the fun (although I often am). I just want to be normal - but what the hell is normal anyway?!
I know this: it's not normal to get up at 3:30 a.m. to go shopping in the freezing cold for whatever they're offering so you can give it to a loved one just to prove you love them. Love is many things, but definitely not that.
Here's my helpful holiday suggestion: If you aren't creative enough to make something that symbolizes your seasonal love, help an artist and buy something handmade from someone local.
There are plenty-o-craft fairs this time of year, and more and more artists are making useful items in addition to baubles. However, if it's googaws you want, they've got those too. You'll be supporting your community, supporting the arts and doing a good thing for the globe by not perpetuating the abuse of petroleum products, slave labor and ultimately landfills.
Hallelujah and Amen my brothers and sisters...
XXKHT
*that's right, I'm a self-aggrandizing TV hater and I judge it and you
for giving in to it's hypnotic powers of manipulative deviation.
“The only reason a great
many American families don't own an elephant is that they have never
been offered an elephant for a dollar down and easy weekly payments.” -- Mad Magazine
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