When I hear "Happy Holidays", the first thing that crosses my mind is "What holidays?"
Should I be buying eggs, and dyeing them different colors? Or, getting out the pit, buying some brisket, and stocking up on fireworks? Is it time to buy a turkey, make pumpkin pies, and celebrate the first feast of the Pilgrims?
It's Christmas. It's the Christian celebration of the birth of Christ, with families coming together, with friends, the exchange of gifts, and perpetuating the belief of a fat man climbing down the chimney to bring gifts.
So, if you're offended by "Merry Christmas", go soak your head; take a long walk on a short pier; take too many sleeping pills, or just jump from a tall bridge. Christmas is about peace, charity, and good will to all - except those so willing to politically destroy the holiday. Even if you're not Christian, relish the pure love that Christmas demands, and take a break from being an asshole.
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.