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Edited on Wed Jul-13-05 04:00 PM by Rabrrrrrr
A letter which I didn't send, since it was a purely cathartic exercise. But it felt good to write it!!
Hello denizens of this place called Earth, whom I call friends.
I do wish you all a very merry Christmas and happy new year, and a Happy Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Winter Solstice, or whatever else you might be celebrating or not celebrating this year. Have you chosen your New Year's resolutions yet? Or have you hopefully made the evolutionary jump beyond making vacuous resolutions because you feel compelled blindly and thoughtlessly to follow in the footsteps of some conformist, vapid tradition that places a flawed worth on an arbitrary and falsely perceived 'magical' date with no real significance, which resolutions only lead to hurt and ruin because you are making them at a time when you probably aren't ready and will likely fail to follow through simply because you really weren't interested in that resolution? I believe the best course of action is that, when you feel resolved to do something, go ahead and do it right then, and don't wait for some arbitrary date imposed upon you by what is probably some nutless fuqqwad from years gone by. Let a resolution come from your heart and your deep desire, when you are ready for it. You will be claiming a resolution that is truly yours, and you will therefore be much more likely to follow through on it and be successful, and that's what we really want, isn't it?
As you come into your Christmas-time, and time spent with family and friends singing carols and drinking eggnog and opening presents and candlelight services at church and all that great food, remember as your overstuffed gullets cause you that blessed, content kind of tiredness that comes only from overeating, that billions around the world will not eat on Christmas Day because of our sinful consumerist society that hoards resources for ourselves, preferring in fact to throw them away if not needed, rather than give them to the needy. As you contemplate the extension of one more year of your life, do so while remembering the 3,500 who died in the WTC attacks; attacks that were at least partly brought on by our unwillingness to acknowledge the basic humanity of most of the world, and our unwillingness to reduce our excessive comforts. But, 3,500 people and a couple buildings is a small price to pay to make sure that we have the fuel to drive our SUVs to the store for a gallon of milk, isn't it?
Most all of you will celebrate Christmas day by the sharing of presents. As you do so, I ask that you also remember and gives thanks for the wonderful world that God has given us. The world from which we cut down untold millions of trees to decorate with petroleum-based products, like tinsel, lights with plastic insulation, and all those little ornaments. As we fight this war in the Mideast, rest at peace, my friends, because the flow of precious oil has not been stopped, so that you can go ride your snowmobiles and power up those snowblowers without being reminded of the millions of children who are orphaned in our constant, desperate military actions to keep the oil flowing at cheap prices. So as you unwrap your presents, and throw away the paper it was wrapped in (made from trees) and the ribbons (likely a synthetic fabric made from oil) and the cardboard box it's in (made from trees) and then take off the shrink-wrapping, plastic bags, or whatever (made from oil), and put that trash into garbage bags (made from oil) that you will set by the curb to be picked up by the trashmen and taken to the landfill (which used to be usable, good pastureland and/or agricultural land, or perhaps even open prairie or old-growth forest), revel in the moment, knowing that through our military might and our corporate might, we are able to keep down people all over the world to provide the cheap, almost slave, labor that our economy requires to make sure that you never run out of things to buy and always retain the right to discard them when you tire of them.
As we rejoice at the birth of our savior, let us also remember his eventual crucifixion at the hands of an uncaring government. Just like many children, even in our own country, are crucified daily on the altar of selfish intolerant greed, which removes us from responsibility of being compassionate, caring human beings. Let us give thanks for the hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions, of children who make our shoes while chained to their workstations, working in hot factories for 12 hours a day. But it's not so bad, since they don't have to worry about finding time to study, since education is denied them. "Just Do It!", right? Let us also celebrate the untold thousands of homeless men and women and children, homeless just like Mary, Joseph, and little baby Jesus, who will freeze to death sleeping outside this winter, while you read little books to your children (who aren't working in factories, but are wearing things made by children just their age! Isn't that precious?) about Christian love and charity in your well-heated homes (oil, perhaps?).
That said, time to catch up and let you know what's been happening. Let me say that this year has really sucked in many ways. This has been, perhaps, once of the worst years of my life, and yet oddly a
year filled with some incredible successes and joyous moments. The swings between good and bad this year were staggeringly huge. But, let's begin with the relevant things. Many of you know that my mother died this summer, so unlike those of you who have parents still living, I will celebrate Christmas as one of the elders in our line of the family. My partner's father died about two weeks after my mother, so that was pretty painful. And then in September, all my shit at work - and almost me - was basically, though not literally, blown up in a fiery horrific hate-filled terrorist attack from which I still suffer nightmares, and which event still hangs over my head like a heavy, oppressive fog of fear, panic, and hopelessness. So, I'd also like to take some time to thank all of you good people, who are certainly partly to blame for the hatred other people feel toward us. Thanks to those of who drive your cars a couple blocks at a time, who insist that everything you buy requires a bag to carry it in, even if it is just to take it a few steps to your car. I want to thank all of you who insist that everything you buy be wrapped multiple times, so that the amount of garbage produced to make, ship, package, and get to your home any one consumer item is equal in volume (or greater) than the volume of the item itself. I also want to take a moment and offer special thanks for those of you who insist on using straws, disposable razors, styrofaom cups, paper plates, plastic tableware, and unnecessarily using one of those plastic produce bags just to hold one lemon, or even a cantaloupe, which really doesn't even need a bag, but dammit the store has included the cost of the bag in the price of the cantaloupe already so I deserve that mo'fo-ing bag dammit give it to me no store's gonna rip me off. I want to thank you all for the many wasteful, resource hogging, and Earth unfriendly actions you make. I also want to thank you all for your corporate unwillingness to learn and explore other cultures. Who am I most proud of? Well, that's hard to say at this special holiday time, when our boys are in action preserving our wasteful, tactless American lifestyle, but perhaps I know I am at least especially proud of American Tourists who demand, as is their essential right I guess, that everyone speak English when they travel in Europe or Africa or South America; who demand that all meals come with potatoes, not that damn rice, or whatever shit it is these people eat here hell I don't know I don't know what it is but I ain't eating it why can't I just have a burger for chrissakes and what's up with the costumes (I love it when you call other people's clothing "costumes!" It's so wonderfully clever of you!) these people wear, why don't they just wear normal clothing and what the fuqq is up with that music that ain't music and the streets are full of dust don't they ever clean around here and why are there bugs in my bungalo and I can't believe they don't have flush toilets what kind of country is this for chrissakes but holy hell look at how cheap this thing is and how cheap everything here is that you exclaim constantly and loudly for all to hear. There are, of course, many more things to thank you for in terms of things that your sin has done to create so much hatred for us in the Mideast, and other areas of the world, but I won't go into all of them. Mostly it involves your obsessive self-centeredness, and your empty, pathetic patriotism that makes you think that anything you do, because you are an American, must be okay and something that God wanted us to do, because isn't that what Christmas is all about?
I guess what I'm saying is this - my Christmas wish to you all is this. I can only hope, as we celebrate the birth of our savior baby who came to bring peace among all people of the world, that when the final hell comes on this earth, created by your indifference to people whom you refuse to understand in your Christian self-centeredness, that your children are the direct recipients of the consequences of your ignorance, suffering the bombs and viruses of those who can no longer tolerate American oppression and American Imperialism; and I hope and pray that my children, and the children of others intelligent enough to see beyond our own borders, remain standing, so as to help create a new world of peace, intelligence, and openness, the world that you all celebrate with words at this time of year, but whose actions directly contradict every miserable lie that utters from your lips.
So with that said, please do have a very Merry Christmas, and a Happy,
and perhaps finally considerate, New Year!
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