Christmas Goes Viral: Festivus for the Rest of Us

Babel on in Babylon, the Hanging Gardens (as imagined) and the Tower of Babel
Everything is a caricature of itself now, and entertainment is king. So Christmas in America is when we all get to return to our childhood fantasies, beyond sugar plums and into consumer gluttony—or not. If Thanksgiving morphs simple thanks toward God into thanks for the goods, then Christmas goes beyond celebrating the birth of Christ into celebrating the birth of consumerism. It doesn’t have to be that way.
George Costanza’s dad on the old ‘Seinfeld’ series made alternative celebrations official, but I’m starting to warm up to the many ‘orphan’ events that now spring up around this time of year to give the rest of us some reason for the season: simple social camaraderie and spiritual communion, nuclear family optional. ‘Nuclear’ can sometimes be dangerous, after all.
Christmas—and Christianity—is not alone in pushing their holidays to absurd viral proportions, though. Other countries and religions do it, too. Anyone who’s gone to Thailand for the Songkran water fest (read: ‘water fight’) is witnessing the modern spectacle of what started off as a simple dousing of water as a symbol of renewal. And I hear that the daylight fasting that occurs during Islamic Ramadan says nothing about what happens after dark. This is cultural neoteny, the evolutionary regression to childhood (in biology, literally the decreasing age of reproduction). (More …)
mary 9:52 am on December 21, 2014 Permalink |
and a happy winter solstice to you. no xmas for us-mas. the shortest day of the year-grand, it means they will be getting longer, if that is a good thing or not i am uncertain. pax
hardie karges 11:28 am on December 21, 2014 Permalink |
Yes yes yes, it is all good if we want it to be that way and act accordingly…
Esther Fabbricante 6:54 am on December 24, 2014 Permalink |
Family is first with me – 31 members including in-laws and step children..
Merry Christmas to you.
hardie karges 7:38 am on December 24, 2014 Permalink |
That’s a big fine family you’ve got there, Esther. Merry Christmas!