Ahh Christmas, such a wonderful time of year. Where families gather together so they can spend one magical day with one another, basking in all their love and tidings of joy.
Or so that fucktard Rockwell would have us all believe. That man has a serious amount of shit to answer for. Because he has single handedly generated an ideal of Christmas which is wholly unrealistic and unattainable.
Above you have three exhibits of Rockwell’s work. Exhibit A shows us the ideal Christmas dinner, with the whole family gathered around the table, and mum serving the pièce de résistance, while father looks on in from the head of the table. Families every where try to emulate this crock of shit, and it is their downfall. What really happens is Mum slaves away in the kitchen for 12 hours, while dad drinks a 5th of scotch and the kids all sit around plugged into whatever electronic device they have to hand. Anything to not actually participate in the farce being presented to the relo’s who are on their way over.
Exhibit B shows a family welcoming one of their own back from their travels, where all the people are overjoyed because of this persons presence. You get the sense that Christmas isn’t about things, but really about the people you spend it with. BZZZZZT WRONG! Most families can barely stand to spend 15 minutes together. Unless this poor schmuck was delivering the booze supply then he wouldn’t be welcomed like that in most houses. Because how do you make 10 or 12 people get along and seem happy for some one’s arrival when they have been carrying on a factional guerrilla war, where the battlefields are the places and times past, wheresomeone has done something which impacted negatively on one of the others. Oh yeah feel the love!
Exhibit C is the family piling in to grandma’s with their arms stuffed with presents, faces showing just how excited and happy they are to have arrived. As if saying you can only show your love for another person by buying them things. Exhibit C truly isn’t the worst of them. Because at least it comes right out and says that its a tool of commercialism.
All of the above pictures give families everywhere a false ideal of Christmas. The unattainable Christmas where everything goes right, and everyone gets along and no one is eyeing the butter knife mentally calculating how many slashes it would take to nick a vein?
Don’t get me wrong I like Christmas, I just cant stand all the bullshit that we are expected to swallow in the pursuit of the “perfect” Christmas. If you want to experience the real joy of Christmas, go to your local charity centre and ask them if they need a hand. Forget about trying to capture the perfect Christmas, because you will never achieve it. Instead do something for those who are less fortunate and show them some love along with tidings of joy.
On that note Happy Christmas everyone.