Catherine Gracey

Living Life, One Misadventure At A Time.

Christmas in November

on November 12, 2012

I was at the local shopping centre during the weekend when my happy mood was disturbed by a sudden blare of trombones. I looked up, aghast, as a marching band picked up the Christmas carol and led an absurdly long procession through the building.

The procession was a strange one. There was the marching band, followed by Santa, which I understood. Then there was a long line of other people whose purpose I couldn’t fathom. Two large dogs were in the mix, there to promote pet photos with Santa.

As everyone walked past with ridiculous fake smiles and stilted waves that would have made Her Majesty proud, I couldn’t help glaring.

There are so many things that I took issue with that I could probably write a book about it. For the sake of brevity, I’ll keep the list short.

  1. It is NOVEMBER. Christmas is in DECEMBER. Why are we celebrating an event two months before it happens? The decorations have been up for weeks.
  2. Christmas is a religious festival. I’m not Christian, so I haven’t read all of the bible, but I can’t recall the part where God wanted me to get a photo of my dog with Santa. If you are familiar with this passage, please tell me which verse to read.
  3. It is NOVEMBER. Small children notice the decorations and get excited by them. To walk into a shopping centre in October and expose children to Christmas this early is an unnecessary cruelty to both children and parents. Delayed gratification is hard enough at 20; 2 is an unreasonable ask.
  4. Christmas is a religious festival. Again, I’m not that well versed in the bible, but I can’t recall the part where God wanted me to buy a lot of rubbish just because it’s on sale for people who I would otherwise never give a gift to. I can, however, recall a part where man was supposed to be a steward of the world, and crass consumerism doesn’t fit my image of good stewardship.
  5. It is NOVEMBER. I could take responsibility for my distaste and avoid going near any Christmas stuff. I get this. On the other hand, my kitchen isn’t very large, so I would run out of food by the end of the week. Plus, the gym that I go to is at the same shopping centre, and they won’t let me defer on the grounds that I find the decorations in horribly bad taste. I know this; I’ve checked.
  6. Christmas is a religious festival. There are several people who would probably be delighted if I was able to get into the “Christmas spirit”. It pains me to acknowledge that when they use this term, they don’t mean it as feeling appreciation for Jesus and his sacrifice on the cross to provide the faithful with salvation. That is the important gift here, not the latest model iPhone.
  7. It is NOVEMBER. That means there are two months of strangers talking to small children about what a mythical person is going to give them as a gift for being good. Am I the only one who was told to be wary of strangers who give gifts in exchange for compliance? And now society expects children to listen to two months of this?
  8. Christmas is a religious festival. I am not Christian. I’ve never gone around insisting that my religious festivities be used to spur consumer spending, and I’d be offended if someone else did. Why are Christians so tolerant of their salvation being bastardised in such a blatant fashion?
  9. Oh, and did I mention? It is NOVEMBER.

I’m all for getting together, having a good time, and celebrating what is important. By all means, decorate your environment so that it pleases the eye. Just cut the manipulation, and be honest about what you’re doing. Marketing departments, this means you.

2 responses to “Christmas in November

  1. Mandi M. Lynch, author says:

    Welcome to America. Christmas stuff hit the stores before Halloween stuff came down.

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