People waited until the week before Thanksgiving to put up decorations? They've been doing that for a while around here. Not that the stores help any; Christmas decorations start being put up for sale in August 'round here. Lights start getting strung up on houses as early as just after Halloween.
That's sad. Where is "here?"
The one thing I always hated about holidays--any holiday--is TV programming. Thanksgiving is the latest example. Why is it that special programming has to be aired for holidays?
This is an aspect of the holidays I'd completely forgotten about, since I gave up watching television 16 years ago. My wife still enjoys seeing "White Christmas" with Bing Crosby, at which point I always vanish in a cloud of sulfurous smoke.
I can understand holiday-related shows, but why a week-long movie marathon? People spend most of their weeks colon-deep in their jobs, they miss their favorite shows (yes, that's what VCRs and TivOs and DVRs are for, but you know what I mean) and might want to relax and just watch what they have missed. So on a holiday, the channels do everything in their power to suppress their regularly-scheduled programming. It's stupid. And what happened to parades? The Macy's Day Parade is five minutes of parade and 2 hours and 55 minutes (is it really 3 hours? I stopped watching a few years ago, but my family still watches in hopes that the insanity will end) of idiots doing some stupid cheerleader routine. That's not a parade, damn it!
I never understood the fascination with the Macy's Day Parade, but we had to watch it religiously when I was a kid, given that we were originally from NYC. I got bored within 5 minutes. And the endless commentaries, regurgitating non-talking points about the weather, the crowds, the smiling kids (usually accompanied by shots of kids milling around who are definitely
not smiling), the old, uninteresting displays! The only good thing was if you were close enough to NYC to get in and check out Rockefeller Center at night, with an enormous lit up tree and its small but attractive skating rink--and the large electric train setup spanning all of Macy's block-long storefront windows.
The other thing I hate most. It's the only time of year when people can truly be decent to one another, without a tragedy bringing them together. Sadly there are those who still can't be decent. That sale is more important than common courtesy
From what I've seen, the holidays are also a There's a marvelous essay by Robert Benchley on that, "A Good Old-Fashioned Christmas," describing the holidays as a time of year for relatives who normally can't stand one another to get together to loathe one another. Sadly, nobody has copied it yet to the Web. As it's pretty long, I won't, either, though I may be inclined to put up a paragraph or two. Great stuff.
Meanwhile,
here's a link to a short Stephen Leacock (fine Canadian humorist from the turn-of-the-20th-century) piece on Christmas. I love the ending.
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