Season of Goodwill
It’s that time of year again. The colour supplements are full of advice on how to avoid making a fool of yourself at the office party, while at the office party insecure, immature males attempt to take advantage of female colleagues whose only encouragement to these would-be Lotharios is being in the same building.
Normally friendly colleagues can be observed watching each other closely each time a visiting representative brings in his company’s bribes. Hell hath no fury like a recipient of a bottle of scotch last year who receives only a bottle of sherry this year.
Speaking of drink, the result of alcoholic over-indulgence can be induced without recourse to the spirit bottle. This state may be attained on December 25 by using your gift-wrapped calculator to add up the amount of money that the ’celebration” of some Palestinian’s birthday has cost.
Another method of inducing nausea is to tune in to the annual broadcast by a London pensioner named Betty. Betty’s recipe for a happy life is to have millions of pounds in the bank and to take lots of holidays during the year.
There is a 16th century saying that “Christmas comes but once a year but when it comes it brings good cheer”. Christmas certainly brings good cheer to those capitalists who make those commodities considered so necessary for this time of year; plastic Christmas trees, artificial snow, inflatable reindeer and all the baubles that a gullible public buys in the mistaken belief that possession of these “festive” goods will in some way bring a little happiness into their lives. It’s all a bigger con trick than the virgin birth.
“Of course”, s/he says, “I’m not bothered about Christmas myself, but it’s so nice for the children”. Take a walk around a toyshop and see children’s confusion at all the attractive objects that they so badly want but are forbidden to them unless their parents can afford them. It might be Christmas but we’re still living in a capitalist world.
Christmas is great for reinforcing sexual stereotypes. Do you want your daughter to be just like mummy? Wouldn’t your little girl just love to wake up on Christmas Day and find her Wendy House fully fitted with a kitchen, microwave and ironing board? Let’s not forget to strengthen her maternal instincts. There is a wide range of dolls to choose from. For the doll who wants everything there are prams, push-chairs, layettes and baby doll care sets. But who would want to buy their child that obnoxious capitalist product, a talking Cabbage Patch Kid?
Do you want your son to become an aggressive, competitive, insensitive person? The sort who sexually harasses women at office parties? If so, the shops have the ideal Christmas presents for him. There is the Laser Tank — “blow the tank into bits and pieces”! The Phaser Force Gun Set; practise shooting a friend. How about the “good and evil” Masters of the Universe type action figures — recommended for instilling respect for leaders, especially those with more brawn than brain.