bah, humbug
Dec. 16th, 2007 01:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauraanne_gilmanAll right, yes, I'm a forgetting-to-practice Jew. But I also grew up in the US of Christmas, and therefore I get to have an opinion. Rant ahead. Don't say you weren't warned.
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I am reminded again of one of the really nice things about this neighborhood -- limited holiday decorations, and the ones that do go up tend to be house-appropriate (i.e. Victorian, and/or proportional).
Call me a Grinch and you might not be wrong, but I never understood the need to do BIGGER!BRIGHTER!MORE PLASTIC! decorations. Especially when they totally overwhelm not only the house and yard, but the entire street. Some call them festive. I call them butt-ugly and annoying.
I'm not anti-holiday decorations, mind you. A strand or seven of lights illuminating the night are lovely (just please, don't mix chasing lights with still ones unless you plan it out beforehand!). A wreath of greenery on your door or winding around posts, delightful. A display of a creche or maybe a few reindeer and a Santa, sized approprately to your yard, I will admire and point out to others as lovely expressions of the season. I even admit to a sneaking if guilty fondness for the giant blow-up Frosties and Grinches you see occasionally, although I do wish that people would think about the relative size of the display versus their yard.
(and whatever you do INSIDE your house to decorate is your business)
But the people who festoon every single square inch of house, roof, and yard with blinking, chasing lights, plastic waving Santas, bobble-head reindeer, vinyl-wrapped gifts, and every other piece of crap merchandisers can think to sell? And let's not forget, although I wish I could, the blinking signs that they 'forget' to turn off at a reasonable hour?
I'm coming down your chimney, man. I'm eating your cookies. And I'm leaving fake coal* in your stockings.
*real coal's too expensive to waste on you idiots. I'm giving it to people who aren't wasting so much energy on stupid displays.
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I am reminded again of one of the really nice things about this neighborhood -- limited holiday decorations, and the ones that do go up tend to be house-appropriate (i.e. Victorian, and/or proportional).
Call me a Grinch and you might not be wrong, but I never understood the need to do BIGGER!BRIGHTER!MORE PLASTIC! decorations. Especially when they totally overwhelm not only the house and yard, but the entire street. Some call them festive. I call them butt-ugly and annoying.
I'm not anti-holiday decorations, mind you. A strand or seven of lights illuminating the night are lovely (just please, don't mix chasing lights with still ones unless you plan it out beforehand!). A wreath of greenery on your door or winding around posts, delightful. A display of a creche or maybe a few reindeer and a Santa, sized approprately to your yard, I will admire and point out to others as lovely expressions of the season. I even admit to a sneaking if guilty fondness for the giant blow-up Frosties and Grinches you see occasionally, although I do wish that people would think about the relative size of the display versus their yard.
(and whatever you do INSIDE your house to decorate is your business)
But the people who festoon every single square inch of house, roof, and yard with blinking, chasing lights, plastic waving Santas, bobble-head reindeer, vinyl-wrapped gifts, and every other piece of crap merchandisers can think to sell? And let's not forget, although I wish I could, the blinking signs that they 'forget' to turn off at a reasonable hour?
I'm coming down your chimney, man. I'm eating your cookies. And I'm leaving fake coal* in your stockings.
*real coal's too expensive to waste on you idiots. I'm giving it to people who aren't wasting so much energy on stupid displays.
