. . . but after spending part of yesterday amid the crowds shopping in Dunedin yesterday I thought of this :
Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer…. Who’d have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously? ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
You don’t have to be a Christian to celebrate hope, joy, peace and love but too often they are forgotten in the madness that leads up to Christmas Day.
As I prepare for what started as a barbeque tonight for our local staff and grew I’m trying very hard to remember:
As long as we know in our hearts what Christmas ought to be, Christmas is. ~Eric Sevareid
If there’s one thing more likely to stop me buying than the appearance of Christmas decorations before December -first tinsel spotted in September last year 😦 – it’s the early appearance of Easter eggs and hot cross buns.
Easter Sunday isn’t until April 12th this year but I noticed Easter eggs in the supermarket in the middle of January and saw the first hot cross buns last week.
Once upon a time hot cross buns were a once a year treat which appeared just in time to be toasted on Good Friday and Easter eggs were similarly special to be eaten in moderation (one or maybe if we were very lucky, two) on Ester Sunday.
Those were the days when treats were restricted to Chirstmas, Easter and birthdays. Now all there’s a whole lot of manufactured celebrations which merge into one big commercial mess from one excuse to buy, eat and drink to another, origins forgotten and devoid of meaning.
Last year I launched a one-woman protest when I saw the first foil covered eggs in the supermarket in January and the buns a few weeks later, with a pledge to neither eat nor buy any until Easter.
I’ve made the same vow this year: no spicey buns and chocolate and marshmallow confections will pass my lips until the appropriate time.