6 posts tagged “life”
How do you feel about your birthday? Do you look forward to it and remind all your friends, or do you dread it and try to keep it a secret?
I dread my birthday because no matter how many times I tell people to not bother mentioning, acknowledging, or celebrating it, they continue to do so as though I will secretly appreciate it.
Personally, I feel birthdays are just as much as sham as any other holiday. We're made to feel guilty if we forget somebody's birthday on top of it. There are more important things in my book than celebrating mortality.
Have you ever backed out on doing something you promised you'd do? Did you have a good reason for going back on your word?
Submitted by enSue.
I'm sure there's something, but honestly I can't think of any in my recent life. I always give great effort in keeping my promises and word. Integrity is a very important virtue to me.
What are your rituals or traditions for starting off a new year?
Same as any other day.
1. Wake up
2. Get breakfast
3. Take shower
4. Get dressed
5. Lounge
6. Go to sleep
7. Repeat
Exciting, no?
When did you really get to make a difference for someone else?
Submitted by bodhibound.
A few years ago, I worked graveyard shift delivering newspapers. Don't look at me like that. The pay was good at the time and I was still in College.
Well, one night, I saw a man walking down the road. He flagged me down and asked how to get to a city 30 miles from where we were. I asked, "You're going to walk the whole way?!" He had already walked 30 miles since early afternoon on the previous day.
His story goes that he was mugged and had his car stolen. The police apparently weren't much help and he had no way to get home other than by walking. He also hadn't eaten anything in at least a day. I felt so sorry for this dude. I blew off my route for a half hour and took him back to my apartment that was close by.
I made him some food and insisted I would take him home. The only catch was I had to finish my route first. He eagerly complied.
So, that's what I did.
Which breed of dog is your favorite? Post a picture of it.
Submitted by Melissa.
I'm not particularly fond of dogs, but if I had to make a choice, it'd be the Norwegian Elkhound.
They're not ankle biters and they're not too large. They're just the right size. These dogs are linked to my ancestry as well. That's something I take great pride in for various reasons.
They make great companions. Woe to the man who attacks the family of the elkhound's loving owner.
They're also not stupid and are somewhat independent for dogs.
The wife insists we're getting a dog someday. This is the only one I would probably give in to without reluctance.
What's on your holiday wishlist?
Finally. I can get this thing started. Here goes....
I wish the Grinch would succeed in his mission of destroying Christmas.
As far as I'm concerned, holidays are plagues. The QotD is a perfect example. This time of year, everyone just assumes that you celebrate Christmas or some other effed up holiday.
I especially hate the people who when you tell them you don't celebrate Christmas, they go insane with questions like, "How do you LIVE???!!!!" Or variations thereof. Quite fine thanks very much. Now piss off. "But, but the children?! How can the children live without Christmas?!!" It seems as though the other 2/3 of the world with children that don't celebrate the lie are doing just fine. When I have children, they're going to get presents when I feel they're deserving and when I feel like it. It definitely won't be because some sap reminds me that December 25th is right around the corner. What's better: the present you're expecting or the one that's a complete surprise?
Oh yeah. Then there are all those delightful lies about how a magical fat man brings gifts to all the good boys and girls. If you've been a bad boy or girl, Santa won't bring you any presents. "Hey little Billy, you're not getting presents this year for Christmas. Oh no, it's not because we're poor. It's because you've been bad. Yes little Billy. All poor people are bad. That's why they never get jack-squat."
And if you think I'm going off about this because of one too many crappy Christmases where I got nothing, you're wrong. I always got something. This was especially true when I was much younger. That was until I told people not to bother because I no longer wanted to partake of the sham.
How have we gotten to the point where society lies on such a grand scale and to their children no less? Think about it. It's a global conspiracy and every parent celebrating Christmas is in on it. The news programs keep track of Santa's flight path for crying out loud. They don't just do this with Christmas. Easter Bunny and Tooth Fairy ring-a-bell?
Then there's the commercialization of it all. Everybody argues this one. Society dictates to you when, where, how, and why you should buy presents for people. It rarely is ever "just because" anymore. The retail industry takes full advantage of the mental conditioning you've been getting your whole life. Black Friday is a great example. All these psychotic parents get up before the sun so they can buy crap at cheaper prices for their precious snowflake or others. Many are willing to trample, threaten, fight with, etc other people. 'Tis the season! Is this a generalization? Yes, but enough people do it to make me want to avoid it.
Then Christians try to say it's Jesus's birthday. Balderdash. Yeah. That's right. I said balderdash. This is another lie. There is absolutely positively no record given for Jesus's birthday in the Bible whatsoever. There is also no account of anyone saying we should celebrate Jesus's birthday in the Bible. First century Christians didn't celebrate it. Puritans in this country didn't celebrate it. Most Protestant faiths didn't celebrate it until the late 19th century. The main reason they do now is because Charles Dickens popularized the holiday with his story, "A Christmas Carol."
The holiday is a fabrication by the Catholic Church to try to recruit pagans into their roster. So, where did it come from? Do a google search for the Roman holiday of Saturnalia.
In conclusion, screw Christmas and Bah Humbug.
