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Thinking Outside the Christmas Box

Peace and good will to ALL.
Thinking Outside the Christmas Box

You say that Christmas has become too commercialized. In some towns the display of decorated trees is now controversial. Confused about whether to say "Merry Christmas" or "Happy Holidays". What about Kwanza, Hanukkah, and the Holy Days of Islam? Maybe a simple greeting of "Peace to you brother" would be appropriate. Better be careful though with that one. I have a few friends who have been arrested for saying "Peace" at the wrong time in the wrong place. Ah, the stress of it all could drive a person to over- indulge in the spiked nog.

It is just a matter of priorities. On a scale of one to ten, the importance of the holiday conundrum is less than zero. The debate of clear lights versus colored lights makes as much sense as arguing the virtues of vanilla versus chocolate ice cream.

The Christmas controversy gets even more intense for those who have children. Many parents find themselves in a no-win situation. Should your child be the only one in the class who does not get a pile of gifts. Will the mental health of children be affected if they are on the leading edge of the controversy; on the other hand, it might be an opportunity to teach a child that being part of the group is not always the best thing. Maybe it is better to minimize the influence of the culture on youthful minds. There is no better time of year to expose the negative side of consumerism.

Where do agnostics and atheists fit in - and others whose belief systems do not allow them to partake in the festivities. Often non- Christians feel abused during this season. It would help if everyone showed respect for everyone else's beliefs and non-beliefs. Kindness and humility require that no one impose his belief system on another. This is the season to seek peace on Earth and good will toward all.

What about the Christmas story - the virgin birth - the bright star in the East. Some people love it; others are offended by it. No matter what your stand on this controversy, the fact is that the Christmas story has always been a story about a homeless family being bullied by their government. For those who are offended by other details of the events in Bethlehem, there is an updated version of the Holiday story.

Think about the fable of Jose' and Maria. Forced out of their homeland by the trade policies of the powerful government to the north, Jose' and Maria left their tiny village in search of a better life. They traveled in their old sputtering Buick - filled with the hope that they would get jobs and send money back to their families at home.

Jose' and Maria successfully crossed the border but found that there were no jobs for "people like them" - people without the proper documents. Jose' was an experienced carpenter. He had helped build the new Wal-mart in his native village. Now, because of the mortgage meltdown, no builders in the United States were hiring.

Maria was a nurse. She had worked in a hospital. Now she hoped for a job - any kind of job. Her heart was set on getting a housekeeping job at a Holiday Inn - back breaking work, but the promise of a paycheck gave the young couple reason to hope.

Jose' and Maria were running out of money. The transmission in their old car was making strange noises. The weather had turned cold. As they traveled north, they discussed their options. Should they try to make it to the Canadian border where they might be less likely to encounter I.C.E. officials? They could cross into Canada at one of the unmanned border crossings in Vermont; but they would need a miracle to make it that far north.

Maybe they should head for Florida. With a little luck they could pass themselves off as Cubans. Immigrants from Cuba are welcomed in the United States. Jose' and Maria often talked about how differently they were treated because they were Mexican and not Cuban. It wasn't their fault that they were born in Nuevo Lorado rather than Havana.

It was getting dark and cold. Now to add to the distress, Maria was feeling the first pangs of labor pains. They knew that they could not go to a hospital. They did not have enough money for a motel. Jose' made a sharp left hand turn and pulled into a truck stop. He parked along side of one of the big rigs. A layer of snow now covered the ground. They had never seen snow before. Maria was fascinated by the peaceful beauty of the glittering flakes as they tumbled down in the beam of the large lights in the parking lot.

After a few hours, Maria's pain was getting unbearable. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she moaned. Jose' was trembling with fear. He got out of the car and pounded on the door of the rig. After what seemed to be a long time, the door flung open. The largest man that Jose' had ever seen stood there. He was dressed in denim jeans and a rumpled plaid flannel shirt. His long gray beard seemed to be collecting snow flakes as he barked something that was unintelligible. Jose' pointed to his car. Maria was now in the back seat. When the truck driver noticed the woman in the back of Jose's car, his mood changed. He immediately understood the problem. His stern voice softened. He mumbled something about being a Grandpa.

Maria was helped into the cab of the truck. The bed in the sleeper section behind the driver's seat was the site of the miracle. It was there that Maria gave birth to a beautiful baby. With the truck driver's help, Jose' swaddled the newborn in a blanket.

The young couple thanked their new friend for his help and they were on their way. No one is sure whether Jose' headed for Florida or drove north to the Canadian border. It is rumored that on cold winter nights when the stars are just right, the shadow of an old Buick is sometimes seen crossing the Vermont border at Derby Line into Quebec.

ROSEMARIE JACKOWSKI  dissent@sover.net

Ridiculous 16.Dec.2007 11:53


Who cares how people celebrate the holidays or dont celebrate the holidays. Its called individualism. A choice. Personally, I am a Christian, as much as a lot of you may hate me for it. I am also part of the radical community. A lot of people hate Christmas because its a Christian holiday. Christmas is more of a pagan holiday than anything. It does not say in the bible when Jesus was born. However there are pagan gods who were born on Dec 25th. The Romans eventually combined the holidays to make all the people happy as more or less a political move.

If you dont want to celebrate christmas dont. If you want to, celebrate how you would like to.

It is not a big deal at all. We have much more pressing matters in our so called democratic society than the damn holiday.