Monday, November 27, 2023

Depressing Christmas

Even Santa has had enough :(


Hello everyone out there in Internet Land. It is I, Rob. Today I'm going to be talking a bit about the season we are now in. No, I'm not talking about one of the four seasons, but rather the Christmas Season.

What is this Christmas season? Well, for some, this is a wonderful season of happiness, and of giving. But for many others this is a season of stress. Why? Well, to get to that one day, that mythical birth of that mythical deity, we go through a lot of stress. There is so much preparation for just one day. There are gifts to buy, food to make, and bills still need paid. Your utilities do not care if Christmas is coming, and you have a literal gackle of kids. They only care about their money, and that they get it from you on time. Taxes must be paid on your paycheck, so that you can pay taxes on the car, that drives on the road you pay taxes for, that gets you to wherever you're going shopping, so you can pay taxes on your purchases. 

And now for the really sad part; the money that used to take you so far last year, will not take you as far this year. First of all, you didn't get a raise this year. Nor did you last year. And some of those that you love like to remind you how "not good enough" you really are. Or the year before. Second of all, what you bought last year will cost you a hell of a lot more than it did this year. Just look at grocery prices! Not only is the price continuously going up on those groceries, but the amount you're getting is less, and the quality is way down. And luckily for all of us, these groceries are a necessity. So I guess little Sally isn't going to be getting that bike this year. But if she's lucky, she'll have a hot bowl of ramen noodles to eat for Christmas. God bless us all.

I remember being a kid and looking very much forward to Christmas. It was a magical time, full of hope for amazing gifts, time spent with family, and time spent away from work. Looking back on those times, I can't imagine how tough it was on my parents, who had to make sure we had that delighted look in our eyes for just that one fleeting morning. I wish I could get that magic back. The upside is that I do get to see that look in the eyes of my kids. How many kids? Well, I have five bio-kids, and three bonus-kids. That's a lot of happy faces on Christmas Morning.

So, you ask me where I'm going with all of this? Honestly, I don't know. All I do know is that money is tight, and I am stressed. But for just one perfect hour on December 25th, none of that matters. All that matters is that my kids get that happy look in their eyes, that they'll one day wax poetic on years down the road. Because, my friend, money sucks, and the middle-class is gone. Welcome to USA, where only the rich can live their lives doing what they want. The rest of us get bullshit jobs, shitty health-care, and far more days of stress and depression than we do days of happiness.

Enjoy your Christmas morning folks. It's the only day of the year where there are more people smiling than crying. Just the way our government overlords want it. Hell, that's why we have stuff to sell, and people to sell it. Because the government needs a bigger piece of Christmas pie than the rest of deserve. God bless America... I guess.

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