When we say Peace on Earth, I wish we meant it…

I am not a Christmas fan. To me, Christmas is a hijacked holiday taken by the christians, mutated by Hallmark, and made embarrassing by snotty little kids begging for things they want, thinking it is something they need.  The desire to buy someone something to make sure they love you in order to celebrate the birth of someone that wanted us to get along, and later killed for asking us to get along, seems really silly to me.

 

The amazing part are the songs: with Peace on Earth, Good Will Toward Men.  Blah blah blah. Does anyone remember we are having our people kill and die in another land because a Texas asshole has a chip on his shoulder and a small dick in his pants? I do!

 

In this time, we need to remember what is means to really struggle and to really mean peace.  Americans don’t know this or understand this any more. We are too worried about if Lindsey Lohan is a lesbian and is making it with an ugly DJ in L.A. America, you need to watch what it means to struggle for what you believe in. Half a world away there are people fighting for the right to govern in such a way that is not radical and not idiotic. They don’t want to be like us, they just want it better then what it is.  They aren’t letting cell phone technology and new high tops placate them in the struggle to be happy. Not comforted by stupid commercialism and retarded socialites – just happy.

 

I hope you all watch what it means to struggle and fight for what you believe in, even in the face of defiance.