"In the world which is upside down, the true is a moment of the false."
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Wednesday, December 25, 2002 christmas has always been a largely secular holiday for me, even as a kid. by the time i was really able to digest the religous significance of the day (happy b-day baby jesus!) i was no longer a believer. i had been force-fed the whole story from a. my grandparents and b. at my school. i knew all the characters and what they did and said. i used to sing "jesus loves me" with my grandmother not because i particularly wanted to, but because i knew she would be mad if i didn't. by age 8 or so, the whole story, particularly the old testament, seemed beyond ridiculous. burning bushes who speak, seas parting, all that jazz just seemed, well, stupid. i was really somewhat frightened by the fact that so many grownups, people i had to depend on, believed such things. to be honest, i'm still a bit frightened that people with access to things like, i dunno, nuclear weapons and such read things like the "left behind" series and think this shit is real and that they , perhaps have a role to play in bringing jesus back. W, i'm talkin' to you, boy. fuck! that's creepy. anyway, as part of my intense religous indoctrination, my grandfather introduced me to maps. i became obsessed with them. i still am. he wanted me to know where persia was or judea or egypt. my obsession with maps became well known in my family and by the age of 6 or so, atlases of all kinds became the present de riguer for my family to give phil and carol's weird-ass kid. this obsession with maps led to my next major loss o' faith. Santa clause. after a few months of digesting maps and globes and such, i came to an pretty irrefutable conclusion. "there just ain't no way santa can do it." really. people tried to explain about santa having special powers and how he travels faster than light and everything. i still didn't buy it. i'm pointing to the atlases and telling them. "there are a billion people in china alone. it says so right here.". give it up. there ain't no santy-clause. i was forced to at least pretend to believe for a few more years as to not "ruin it" for my sister and my cousins. i always felt a bit smug for having some tasty bit o' knowledge that they didn't yet share. but, eventually even the dolt i call my cousin figured it out and i was able to dispense with the charade. i don't know why i am talking about this now. i really don't. merry christmas. listening to: steve earle "the galway girl" feeling: not very holiday spirit-y posted by downtown | 3:24 PM |
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