by Jennifer Bowman
This Christmas, while you sit in your humble abode amongst relatives, fattening food, and …fattening relatives… utter a few words of grateful praise to our Lord and Savior for coming into this world to save us all from the sin that we've been put in.
Also, give a good ol' P.S. to the fact that George W. Bush is the first president to win the over 50% of the popular vote since 1988, the birth year of some truly wonderful people (me) and the inauguration of Sonny Bono as mayor of Palm Springs, California. Woo hoo! I knew I could count on the majority of Americans.
But honestly, I'm a little tired of the election. I'm glad it's over. I'm glad that now we can start the holiday transition. Ah, presents. Santa, I can explain. . .
On a lighter note, it seems that Christmas will run quite smoothly this year. In fact, overall, I can say that I don't have any major regrets regarding this year.
Though, there will not be a new installment of Lord of the Rings, something I've taken for granted for the last three years, and will truly miss in 2004, as well as the next sixty or so years of my life. Alas, there was a time when Viggo Mortensen was not rallying for Michael Moore. Those times will be missed.
This Christmas, age-old school essay questions (notably known as "busy work") have been running through my mind.
What does Christmas mean to me?
What's it all about?
As wonderful as my answers were back then, and as easily as I could make something up right now, I don't really know the answer to that. Jesus wasn't even born on December 25th, some people might claim. Well, probably not. All people care about now is the frivolous, shopping, monetary aspect of Christmas. Maybe.
But personally, I think that once again we give too little credit to general humanity. I honestly don't think that people are equated to the primate, selfish beings that cynics claim we are. Perhaps we are innately evil, but through the power of a little baby born to a virgin mother in a stable in Bethlehem, who later died for our sins and cleansed our souls anew … we can try our best to be good, to be pure.
Happy Holidays, Cleveland.