I was going through my dad’s writings and sat for a few
hours poring over his wisdom on paper.
So thankful I have these. My dad
was always clicking away at a Royal typewriter.
He wrote weekly for a local paper (in IN), monthly for a magazine (in
KY) and bi-monthly for a newspaper (in VA).
He also wrote a book, that I hope to one day get re-published, that was
the subject of a 6 week high school curriculum in Florida. He was a brilliant
man.
So, as I went through his writings, I can’t help but share one. I cherish these works for several reasons. One being, they are all I have. He had many more rough drafts, books in progress and nuggets of wisdom but they were burned by a gentleman who shall remain nameless. That day broke my heart and made me want to break his face. But, I digress…. Second, I find pieces of him in these writings. Pieces that help me remember who he was, the way he spoke and sometimes he spoke of me in his works. Those I treasure most.
This excerpt is from the local newspaper The Leader. He had a weekly column called “On the Back Side”, clever isn’t it? (his last name was Back) He always ended his articles with “Think about it.”
I thought this was appropriate considering the season. So enjoy.
So, as I went through his writings, I can’t help but share one. I cherish these works for several reasons. One being, they are all I have. He had many more rough drafts, books in progress and nuggets of wisdom but they were burned by a gentleman who shall remain nameless. That day broke my heart and made me want to break his face. But, I digress…. Second, I find pieces of him in these writings. Pieces that help me remember who he was, the way he spoke and sometimes he spoke of me in his works. Those I treasure most.
This excerpt is from the local newspaper The Leader. He had a weekly column called “On the Back Side”, clever isn’t it? (his last name was Back) He always ended his articles with “Think about it.”
I thought this was appropriate considering the season. So enjoy.
“You might have trouble believing this. Had I not experienced it, I'd be in the same
boat. It was totally unexpected and
caused more than a little irritation to swell up inside of me.
On October 29th, I walked into a nearby department store and
what do you think my wondering ears heard?
Are you ready for this? How does Christmas music grab you? So help me, it was being piped throughout the
store. Honest to goodness Christmas
music! Halloween was yet to be,
Thanksgiving a month away, and the store already had attached itself to
Christmas like a voracious parasite.
I admit that extremely cynical thoughts competed with the
music being forced upon me. I wondered
why we don't eliminate Halloween and Thanksgiving completely and start singing
Christmas carols the day after Labor Day?
Nothing like getting an early start on things, is there? While we're at it, why bother taking down
decorations and Christmas trees every year?
What the heck-- leave them up and let's have Christmas the year
around. By comparison, the others really
aren’t that important or nearly as lucrative, are they?
Side-long shots aside, doesn’t it seem as though the
Christmas season begins earlier every year?
Is it just my longing to see the restoration of good taste and proper
homage to the holiday, or was there a time when the merchandizing blitzkrieg associated
with Christmas didn't commence until Santa Claus made his initial appearance in
the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade in NYC?
What happened to those times? Are
they really over for good? Sad to say,
they are. Like so many tradition-filled
yesterdays, they're dead and gone. They
were slain by insensitivity, indifference, selfishness, and cut-throat greed. All killed without remorse or lamentations.
Oh, I know there are some who'll contend there's nothing
wrong with playing Christmas music in toy-filled department stores in late
October. They don’t or won’t accept the
fact that it is they for whom the music is being played. On the other hand, if you suggested buying fireworks
for the 4th of July in April, you'd be labeled a moron. Whoever heard of buying 4th of July fireworks
in April, for Pete's sake? Why, you can’t
even find them to buy at that time of year. No, you can't.
However, the Christmas season isn't hamstrung by such inconveniences, is
it? Of course the fact that fireworks
don't gobble billions of consumer dollars probably has a lot to do with
that. Christmas is big bucks while all
other holidays are small potatoes. The holiest of all holidays is vastly more commercialized
than the combined holidays made by man.
Say what you want, but there's something very, very wrong about that.
I hope no on draws the conclusion that I don’t like
Christmas. I enjoy it very much, but
there is a time and a season for all things.
October is not the time or season for Christmas carols. I will enjoy them in December, but I refuse
to be moved or motivated by them before I've had the privilege of observing Thanksgiving.
It is an affront to the Creator to ignore Thanksgiving and musically honor the
birth of Christ while people are in the process of preparing to celebrate
Halloween -- a "holiday" which arose out of paganism and is deeply
rooted in bizarre superstitions that provide no sane logic to justify annual
observance. The very thought of
Christmas being simultaneously associated with witches, ghosts, vampires,
werewolves and ghouls is repugnant and an insult to everyone who possesses reverence
for that special holiday. Furthermore,
any retail business establishment that lowers itself to that level in order to
increase profits insults the buying public and cheapens the very spirit of Christmas.
Unless dire circumstances force me to change my mind, I will
not patronize the store which is the focus of this article. When I found myself surrounded by Christmas toys
and trappings on one side and grotesque Halloween costumes on the other while
Christmas music filled the store, that was it for me. That reflected a cold-blooded greediness the
likes of which I've never witnessed.
I've observed the blatant commercialism of Christmas in the past, but
I'd never seen it set side by side with Halloween. That stretched my tolerance well beyond the
breaking point. To be frank, I'd feel
guilty if I bought anything from that particular store. I'd feel as though I was compromising my
values and helping tarnish something that should be kept spotlessly pure.
I'm sure it won't be long before other retail establishments
begin to hit us with their best shots.
Most have their shelves stocked with toys as this article is being
written. That’s all well and good, I
suppose, but I won’t buy anything from any store that bombards me with Christmas
carols before Thanksgiving. As I stated
before, there is a time and season for all things. Let’s keep them in proper perspective and
stop allowing the quest for profits to determine the degree of importance we
should attach to them. It’s time we got back to thinking for ourselves and stop
allowing merchandizers and their gimmicks to influence our decisions and
actions.
Think about it.”
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