Merry Christ Day
I love the war on Christmas. It is as much in evidence as the god of Christmas. It is simply not a going concern for ordinary people. Even as an atheist, I can’t work up enough give-a-damn to write something incendiary about the evils of Christmas because (if I’m being perfectly honest) I just don’t care.
It dawns on me that this is the worst possible outcome for Christians who are stoking the flames for the war on Christmas. The worst thing a person can do to you is not hate you, but to not notice you at all. Christians want a war on Christmas because at least you are thinking about them. The reality of the situation is that no one does.
Remember when Christmas was a religious holiday imploring people to bear in mind the reason for the season? That seems like an age ago. If you asked the average middle-class kid what the reason for the season is, they would probably be surprised that it was supposed to have a reason at all.
You literally can’t say Christmas without saying Christ. As offensive as it is, no one seems to notice that they are using the word. Christians should be upset when an atheist uses the word Christmas because there could be no better example of using the lord’s name in vain. Even if they are convinced that Jesus was a real person, they would never consider him any kind of Christ.
What does it say that millions of people call Jesus the Christ when they don’t even believe in god? It is a kind of accidental mockery that should send Christians into fits. Thing is, even they don’t recognize the mockery implicit in atheists referring to Jesus as Christ. Christians should be the ones insisting that we say happy holidays instead of addressing their sacred king with casual disregard.
Casual disregard is the ultimate insult. These days, the Christ is more associated with mindless commercialism than it is with any religious idea. I’m fine with that. Maxed out another credit card? Merry Christ day. Slaving away in the kitchen and burning your second roast? Merry Christ day. The kids upset because you couldn’t afford to buy them that PlayStation 5? Merry Christ day. Feet hurt from standing in line waiting to return some truly god-awful gifts? Merry Christ day. You have to put up with that racist relative who still believes it is the 1950s and Archie Bunker is president? Happy Christ day mother fuckers! You now know the reason for the season. It is the ultimate opportunity to take the lord’s name in vain and have Christians smile at you while you do it.
See you in the comments…
David Johnson
