holiday spirit

We wish you a Merry Xmas, we wish you a Merry Xmas, we wish you a Merry Xmas, and a Happy New Year!

The year has come and gone and I didn’t accomplish a damn thing. Sad, really, when you think about it. Looking around, I wonder why anyone is in the Xmas mood. We’ve bombed Iraq, our President is being impeached and our government has showed a lack of good sense that I don’t think I ever thought was possible. The saddest thing of all is the lack of indignation, the apathy shown by the people who will be affected by this. Doesn’t anyone care?

Those are the words of a hypocrite, boys and girls. If it weren’t for the fact that I have to watch the news for my moonlighting gig, I wouldn’t be as informed as I am. And I’d be walking around, with my head in a cloud, oblivious to what’s going on.

I’d be just like the majority of people in this country.

And, of course, we could all sit down and argue about whether or not Clinton should have been impeached, and whether or not the timing of the attack on Baghdad is really suspect and whether or not any of us care since it’s the holidays and we have much better things to think about. We could, but we won’t.

What we really want to know is how long this farce of a government is going to subject us to this stupid soap opera. And we want to know why we should care since popular opinion opposed impeachment and our representatives went ahead with it anyway. And we want to know why we should get rid of our apathy and show some interest if we’ve come to a day when Larry Flynt, the walking talking embodiment of tackiness and immorality, is forcing the two-faced politicians to practice what they preach.

Damn! Is this what it’s come to? And just before the holidays, too.

I should know better, really, than to expect people to have the real holiday spirit. I know you’ve heard of it, that “good will toward men” thing that’s the center of all those sappy Xmas movies. Right now “holiday spirit” is being used as a catchall phrase to explain why nobody wants to know what’s happening outside their little realm of daily existence. Not a good sign.

We wish you a Merry Xmas . . . as long as you don’t live in Iraq . . . as long as you don’t want us to think for ourselves . . . as long as you don’t expect us to live up to the responsibility of living in a democratic society . . . as long as you don’t want to step outside our comfort zones.