I feel sympathy with those Christians who say that it's missing the 'true' meaning of Christmas for them. I must be getting old but I remember with affection when it was a much smaller thing.
Agreed.
Ask any child up, to the age of about 10 or so, what the true meaning of Christmas is and I think 98.76% will tell you it is presents and about 12.34% adding Granpa vomiting over the Christmas tree after eating too much turkey and Chjristmas pudding.
Maybe I, like you, NS, am getting old, but I am almost certainly also getting very cynical about my "fellow" man at the same time.
Something along the lines of Tom Lehrer and his "A Christmas Carol"; I know it was written for America but it is almost the same here now.
Songwriters: CHARLES IVES
A Christmas Carol lyrics © THEODORE PRESSER COMPANY
Christmas time is here, by golly,
Disapproval would be folly,
Deck the halls with hunks of holly,
Fill the cup and don't say "when."
Kill the turkeys, ducks and chickens,
Mix the punch, drag out the Dickens,
Even though the prospect sickens,
Brother, here we go again.
On Christmas Day you can't get sore,
Your fellow man you must adore,
There's time to rob him all the more
The other three hundred and sixty-four.
Relations, sparing no expense'll
Send some useless old utensil,
Or a matching pen and pencil.
"just the thing I need! how nice!"
It doesn't matter how sincere it
Is, nor how heartfelt the spirit,
Sentiment will not endear it,
What's important is the price.
Hark the Herald Tribune sings,
Advertising wondrous things.
God rest ye merry merchants,
May you make the yuletide pay.
Angels we have heard on high
Tell us to go out and buy!
So let the raucous sleigh bells jingle,
Hail our dear old friend Kris Kringle,
Driving his reindeer across the sky.
Don't stand underneath when they fly by.
Actually I did rather well myself, this last christmas. The nicest present I received was a gift certificate "good at any hospital for a lobotomy".
Rather thoughtful.