Merry Kwanzukkahyule...

Two weeks from today it will be December 25th. What do we call it? The day before Boxing Day? Since it’s not politically correct to say Christmas anymore, will it actually be Christmas Day? How about Kwanzukkahyule? That pretty much covers all the bases without offending anyone, doesn’t it? Oh, wait … perhaps it offends the folks who actually celebrate Christmas. You know the ones. And yes, I am one of them. It has been a part of my culture my whole life. Is it offending anyone that I celebrate Christmas? Well, too bad.

Cultural genocide: The systematic destruction of traditions, values, language and/or other elements which make one group of people distinct from other groups.

If Christmas has been a large part of my culture, my parents culture, their parents culture, and so on, is it any less cultural genocide if we eradicate Christmas from our culture, so as not to offend people from other groups? We need to stop and think about what we are doing. We should all celebrate our cultures.

At work we are no longer allowed to have a Christmas party.  We have seasonal festivities, or a holiday celebration, or a winterfest.  In Vancouver we don't have a Christmas parade, we have a Santa Claus parade.

Bah humbug!

The very word 'Christmas' conjures up wonderful memories for me -- Christmas tree lights, the smell of cinnamon, the memory of my Dad wearing his dress tartan tie, the anticipation of something special -- Christmas.  All of these things flash before my eyes when I hear the word Christmas.  The word 'holiday' does nothing for me.  It sounds artificial and forced.  It is newspeak, just the way George Orwell predicted in his novel '1984'.  It has happened.

'War is peace.  Freedom is slavery.  Ignorance is strength.'

'Christmas is holiday.'

We have become victims to our own political correctness.

Bah, humbug!

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find how many stupid ways not to say Christmas.  I need a laugh.

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