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I'm Done With Christmas
for release 12-28-06
Washington DC
If anyone ever gives me another Christmas present, I'm sending it back. I'm through with Christmas. It's a commercial hoax.
Every Day I give to the ones I love. I don't need a religion or the 'shopping season' to make me do that. The obligatory giving of gifts takes not only the joy but also the meaning out of giving.
Wrapping paper is the symbol of it. I hate wrapping paper with its relentless cheerfulness. We kill trees in order to make wrapping paper which glazed-eyed consumers buy. They then wrap up useless gifts, some scented candles or a gee-gaw of some sort, that is destined to gather dust on someone's shelf. Then the giftee will tear the paper off and throw it away. It's almost as good a marketing idea as the Arm & Hammer campaign that demonstrates how to buy a box of their baking soda and put it in your refrigerator for 2 weeks (to absorb troublesome odors, we are told) and then pour it down your drain so you can buy another box. Brilliant marketing, but like wrapping paper, it's the picture of futility and useless waste.
No more Christmas for me! I don't need Macy's or Walmart or Kmart or any other kind of mart to tell me when to celebrate the Holy Spirit or to show the ones I love that I care for them and remember them. I try to do that every day.
Let me put this another way. If the holiday of Christmas is about peace on earth, good will to man, etc. then wouldn't you imagine that the money spent on wrapping papers and the vapid gifts that they secret would go a long way toward ending the misery in Darfur? Just a thought.
If you simply Have to give Christmas presents, the best possible gift is hard currency, green money. It spends anywhere. The recipient can get anything he wants or needs. It comes already wrapped in green, which I am told is a Christmas color. It's not one of those gifts that you don't need and will have to be stored until it is thrown away or something that doesn't fit and will have to be returned or a gift card that locks you in to one vendor. It's cash. What's so hard to understand about this? No wrapping paper required.
The Poet's Eye is glad to see Christmas in the rear-view mirror. New Year's is much easier to deal with. The gifts are eighty proof.
All I want for Christmas
is my two front teeth,
my two front teeth,
see my two front teeth.
Gee, if I could only
have my two front teeth,
then I could wish you
"Merry Christmas!"