Ahhhh, long live the peace of Christmas. There has been no real Christmas for me in my home or elsewhere since, what, fifteen years or more. Or rather, maybe I overlooked, since these quizzes years, the perfect happiness of Christmas. No stress, less than $ 100 spent, no fucking Christmas muzak and pleasure. As if that were to be complicated.
Sometimes I make a dinner for orphans Christmas those friends who like me did not give a shit. So we talk about everything except Christmas. Well, yes, when at some point someone realizes that it is midnight, a toast is made and it picks up where the conversation stopped:
" I do not think Bush will be able to attack Iran, too many government agencies are against him.
"It is a matter of weeks, months, I tell you!
-No, but do not you think it's wrong party ? Let the world see clearly?
-Pentoute! The majority of Americans are ready to attack Iran.
-Bon, ben they are experimenting, we look at the show, as usual. It may be more interesting to blow mushroom clouds.
-Yeah but the prevailing winds are coming so far. It would also be a nuclear winter. -checker was just the wind patterns and find a safer spot. At worst, we will ask asylum in Nunavut.
-Ouain, I'll have to put me to love the fish and seals. There will be more oranges at Christmas boouuuh!
-moron.
-A little vodka-Fresca?
-Twin, please. It's good in the ciborium Fresca, which I do not like the bitterness of grapefruit.
Christ, you bought some food for the worse for the fools! It must have been hell to go to the grocery store there ...
-at all, Sunday night at quarter past ten, the Provigo was empty. I know that, the holiday madness. And I found the best way to avoid this: Nothing organized, I buy some food yesterday, and if there are people who do nothing, we end up somewhere and we pay a trip between people in love.
Yes, but magic of the children?
-See kitties to derail a cane tuna is also a moment of happiness ... "
Neutral, 3 years, I have, for the first time, discovered the pot roses (my gifts and the lie of Christmas) by opening the door of the closet of my parents' room. This was the first in a series of Christmas where I had access, through the talents of a secret agent, my gifts two to three weeks before Christmas. That year, I made a hole in the box my future motorcycle "Evil Knievel" and with my little hand, I touched the toy, feeling it, imagining all that I was going to make a few weeks later.
And Father Christmas. I do not remember if I had pointed out to the family, but I recall my uncle Jacques recognizing the false beard. Must say it was easy to recognize a voice. But I played the game for years with multiple followers of Father Christmas, the only important thing was to have my or my gifts. The stick and carrot. Be wise and gifts you have.
Today, I look at the period of Advent as a visitor to a zoo. Homo Consumers is a strange beast my faith, even stupid, but his way of rationalizing his stupidity is so touching that I can only love as I love my cats. They do not understand much about why, but when their eyes light up at the sound of a cane tuna being opened, I feel like Santa Claus who sees little of Homo Consumers opening their gifts. At $ 0.99
cane, my cats celebrate Christmas once a week, them. About the ecological footprint of this weekly celebration, I can bet it is minimal.
"And you, you, you say? You do not like it the gifts?"
Well, as that cousin of Homo Consumers, we do not have the same morals. If I do not have something, because I do not need it. In recent years, when my mother asked me what I wanted for Christmas, it took me six months to respond and we had come to my party. She was tanned and now gives me a gift certificate to buy clothes. It's my business, a gift certificate I use when I need it, and the machine, I always need it. Employees at Simons always make me a funny face when I arrive with a gift certificate dating from 4-5 months, but hey, must go when necessary go (sic), not before. 
With that, good luck in your in your fifty thousand activities stepfamilies to within 2 days. I'll start a new TV series, well alright.
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