The Christmas wars are all MY fault. I've been ATTACKING CHRISTMAS!

I hate fucking spending money I don't have to give gifts to people I rarely see, to celebrate the birthday of someone who doesn't bother to stop his alleged representative in the White House from senseless butchery.

I hate snow. That's why I live in Southern California. It's nasty and needs to be shoveled and turns brown when it gets blasted with car exhaust. It causes accidents.

I hate Christmas food. It always put on an extra ten pounds that I don't need. I am officially boycotting cocoa, candy canes, cookies, and anything else beginning with the letter c.

I hate Christmas carols. I don't know what the fuck a wassail is and if I want to don some gay apparel, I'll do it any old time of year.

I hate Christmas cards, especially the ones with BLOND Marys on them. Mary was Middle Eastern and I'll bet you all the money in my IRA that she WASN'T blond and blue-eyed.

I hate Christmas stamps because the ones I like are always for the other holidays. This year, my favorite stamp is the Kwanza stamp. I am sure someone will tell me that White girls sending Dove of Peace Christmas cards should NOT use a Kwanza stamp. (Of course, I could send the polar bear cards, but those cards always look like I am soliciting donations for the local zoo.)

I hate all the commercials that try to tug on my heartstrings with memories of holidays I don't have to make me spend money that I don't have to buy things that NOBODY FUCKING NEEDS!

BAH HUMBUG.

I am attacking Christmas. Me.

It's all my fault.

I have a hidden room in my basement I can hide you in if O'Lielly hears about you. All those blond, blue eyed baby Jesus-es Joseph-es and Mary-es always bother me too. And those mangers?? Let's face it, everyone lived above their mangers back then. Come to think about it, I might have to hide in that hidden room too.

But I'll bet DOJ keeps records and all that.

Send him something even more appropriate - a FRUITCAKE!

:)

fact that a store says "happy holidays" doesn't really affect the debth of how you celebrate Christmas (if you celebrate it). We all have traditions that we hold onto.

But somehow - some neocon somewhere came up with the idea that to rally the troops one could give them an easy win. Of course if they saber rattle they get stores to pay attention. And then they win. But is that the spirit of Christmas? And are people really celebrating their holidays on the TV or in a store?

I just think some marketing genius decided they needed a bone. To keep them in fighting form. To keep them from the frustration that Bush has all three parts of government (and nobody has moved a piece of dust to make abortion illegal - which I do understand - I understand why abortion would enrage people and motivate them and make them want to fight - it isn't a good thing).

it's just another holiday, mainly for kids.

where you can send a starving family somewhere in the world a milk cow? It would be cool to spend all your Xmas budget on stuff like that and then send the person you'd usually give a gift to a card that said I sent a starving family a milk cow in your name.

http://www.heifer.org/

There's a Barbara Kingsolver article about this wonderful organization in this month's Mother Earth News!

I read about it in Mother Earth:)

:)

Hey, if they can act like children, why can't I?

where would the big retailers be without it?

for without Christmas they would go broke. :eyes: Both he and Falwell, when declaring the war against non-Christians, used business as their number one reason for saying Merry Christmas. Perhaps they don't see the irony. Kind of like the guy on Amazon who in his review of Cindy Sheehan's book said "If Jesus were alive he'd slap you in the face".

He never liked people making money off of religious devotion.

of Cindy Sheehan's book. Why are people like him filled with such hate and anger. If Jesus were alive he would probably be down in Crawford at Camp Casey, with Cindy.

The leader of Pole-land is a vital member of the coalition in the war for Christmas.


Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:

Santa Claus is coming to town!

He's making a list,
He's checking it twice,
He's gonna find out
who's naughty or nice.

Santa Claus is coming to town!

He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows when you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!

So...You better watch out,
You better not cry
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why.

Santa Claus is coming to town.

Little tin horns,
Little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot
and rummy tum tums.

Santa Claus is coming to town.

Little toy dolls
that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats
and Kiddie cars too.

Santa Claus is coming to town.

The kids in Girl and Boy Land
will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toyland town
all around the Christmas tree.

Oh....You better watch out,
You better not cry.
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why.

Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin'
To town.


Run, it’s Sasquatch!
Reece Gruemmer, 2002, sent by mom Kimberly Gruemmer, Northbrook.


You may recognize this Santa from “America’s Most Wanted.”
Cara and Kitty Conway, 1971, sent by Cara Conway, Orland Park.


They say laughter is contagious, but this?
Madison and Nicholas Precht, sent by grandma Lorene Precht, Skokie.

more:
http://humor.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&sdn=humor&zu=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.southflorida.com%2Fevents%2Fsfl-scaredsanta%2C0%2C2245506.photogallery%3Fcoll%3Dsfe-events-headlines%26amp%3Bindex%3D1

A little Total Information Awareness with your eggnog.

You are bubbling font of hate.

Better watch out, or the spirit of Christmas past, present and future will show up and you'll end up eating goose for dinner.