Monday, December 22, 2014

It's Crimmus Time, Stop Being A Dick!

Don't Be A Dick   - Wil Wheaton

It's that time of year when people get their panties in a wad over the imaginary War On Christmas.  I'm pretty sure I'd cause permanent damage if I rolled my eyes back any harder due to the fact that so many get upset over being given a Happy Holidays over a greating that specifically references the event you celebrate.  It takes a special kind of dumbass to go into child like fits over the fact that "you didn't tell me happy my thing".

I've been pretty open about the fact that I'm not religious, and see it as a Hallmark holiday (And don't fool yourself into believing that businesses don't think that way either, they will play either side as long as they make money).  I admit, I'm kind of a Grinch.  The reasons for that really have nothing to do with decorations, lights, presents, or music, it has to do with PEOPLE.

The time of year that everyone preaches is when you should be good to each other, show kindness, etc.  You know, all the things you probably should do year round rather than need to be told to do once the calendar hits December.  Instead, people are angry, rude and greedy.  I don't think this is any more evident than Black Friday, where people will kick, punch, and trample to get some cheap junk 24 hours after celebrating a holiday designed to show thanks for what you have.

And no, I'm not being preachy.  I fully admit I'm an asshole.  Hell, I've embraced it.  I use it as a tool when some unruley shopper feels the need to try and shove me over to get to whatever piece of merchandise will determine if their kids will love or hate them on the 25th.  Or when someone is being rude to that retail employee because the store sold out of whatever item, or insulting the waiter/waitress because the place you want to eat at is packed due to hungry holiday shoppers.  I'm sure a few people that do this to people who work in those industries think they are empowering themselves, but really, you are just being a self rightious, snotty dick who deserves to have their cheeseburger teabagged).

It's not just my generation and younger that are the only ones guilty of this, so don't think for a moment you can hold onto some bullshit false pride at how those born in your era are better than those younger.  Because you're not.  Doesn't matter what when you were born, you can still be viewed as a major dick.  At the end of the day, you get out what you put in, and if you put out the vibe that you are a miserable prick, you will end up treated as such.

So, no matter what you celebrate, I hope you have a really wonderful holiday season, and if you celebrate nothing, at least have a decent December.

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