Friday, December 22, 2006
Official War On Christmas Post




It's true: I love Christmas. I don't believe in virgin births or heavenly hosts or wandering stars, and I'm skeptical of the existence of Jesus even as a historical figure. But I loves me some Christmas, in the most paganish sense possible. I'll be spending most of Christmas day cooking (which is a good thing) -- I've got quite the slap-up meal planned. I don't get many chances to really pull out the culinary stops these days, so when an opportunity comes along, I grab it and throttle the gravy out of it. Literally. I hope you get an opportunity to do something you don't do often enough, too.

Therefore, as it was so nicely put by Prof. Dawkins:

" ...understanding full well that the phrase retains zero religious significance, I unhesitatingly wish everyone a Merry Christmas."

And the Priest, with his priest-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?
It came without Jesus! It came without gods!
"It came without reverends, ministers or frauds!"
And he puzzled three hours, `till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Priest thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a church.
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...needs a bit more research!
And what happened then...?
Well...in Doubt-ville they say
That the Priest's small brain
Grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his brain didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
And he brought back the books! And the logic and reason!
And he...
...HE HIMSELF...!
The Priest skipped church for the season!

(from Pharyngula)

PS: Or if you're bored, there are a lot worse ways to celebrate the holiday than by doing a little blaspheming.
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