Or a giant Christmas mushroom! With lights and fungus!
Here is a story. Some kid just had it happen at his work, and it reminded me. I used to work at Tim Hortons, if you don't know, it's an ex-Canadian institution that the yanks bought and fast-food-ized... I had to remove some lady from our store because she was absolutely red-in-the-face screaming mad about a sign that said Happy Holidays. She demanded that the only appropriate sign would be Merry Christmas, and I am hard pressed to think of an example of someone more angry.
That is what I think of when I think of the Christmas is under attack by "anti-religious" people. I told her, and have told many, many people here that there are multiple religions, ergo multiple mid-winter holidays, ergo happy multiple holidays. My old boss would look at me and say, "yeah"... then twitch a little and say "No, no, it's Christmas".
I celebrate it as Thule, or Yule. It is the darkest day, the longest night. If you had food saved up and made it that far, it is possible to have a little party and still survive. A very old tradition.
So as a believer, and a non-christian, I can say that even in the secular north this is still a thorn in my side.
Here is a story. Some kid just had it happen at his work, and it reminded me. I used to work at Tim Hortons, if you don't know, it's an ex-Canadian institution that the yanks bought and fast-food-ized... I had to remove some lady from our store because she was absolutely red-in-the-face screaming mad about a sign that said Happy Holidays. She demanded that the only appropriate sign would be Merry Christmas, and I am hard pressed to think of an example of someone more angry.
That is what I think of when I think of the Christmas is under attack by "anti-religious" people. I told her, and have told many, many people here that there are multiple religions, ergo multiple mid-winter holidays, ergo happy multiple holidays. My old boss would look at me and say, "yeah"... then twitch a little and say "No, no, it's Christmas".
I celebrate it as Thule, or Yule. It is the darkest day, the longest night. If you had food saved up and made it that far, it is possible to have a little party and still survive. A very old tradition.
So as a believer, and a non-christian, I can say that even in the secular north this is still a thorn in my side.
