Merry Christmas You Anglo-Fascist-Crusader-Dogs!
*tfu* *tfu*
Merry Christmas, my fellow Stalkers!
Hope your day is filled with cheer, with family and with good food.
Over here, today’s just another day for me. If I hadn’t checked Gab, I probably would have missed the day entirely, actually. Sadly, it’s been a while since I celebrated Western Christmas. Also, in Eastern Europe, they do the whole Christmas thing on New Year’s. Which … not a fan of it, really. You stay up until midnight watching old Soviet movies and horrible concerts put on by Pugacheva and her performer mafia. I’m dead serious when I say that the best part of New Year’s is when midnight strikes and President Putin gives his New Year’s address. Then after a few minutes it’s back to watching the same old Sovok mind-slop on the electric box.
Some of the music is nice though
I also had my own little tradition where I’d up getting into a fight on the street because of all the dry Soviet Champagne that I’d drink. Not all traditions are good, let me tell you. And frankly, it’s not even a holy-day so Soviet Christmas is a holiday that I plan to skip going forward.
In contrast, Christmas in Europe and America always struck me as a far more wholesome and warm family holiday. The Germanics really go all out with their decorations in Europe and in America, where their Christmas trees and stockings and milk and cookies really took off despite the Boston Brahmin trying their damnest to stamp out the tradition for not being Jewish enough. The success of Christmas as a holiday despite the odds stacked against it is extremely impressive in its own right and speaks to the deep-rooted appeal that evergreen trees, holly, mistletoe, carols, snow, hot wine, yule logs, reindeer, Santa, and so on have to so many people. Western Christmas as we know it is probably the most heartfelt and authentic expression of the German soul.
In fact, I’d say that Western Christmas>Soviet New Year’s in my experience.
Yes, that’s right, I think that you Anglo-Fascist-Crusaders have a much better holiday and I’m willing to admit it! The West has gone all out on Christmas by combining all the elements of a good time into one massive, smash hit success of a holiday. Other cultures are jealous and you ought to feel proud of it. Well done! Congrats!
And it’s little wonder you fight so tenaciously to defend your holiday. Every single light you hang on the house or inflatable toy you decorate your lawns with is now treated like an act of defiance. Halloween was actually the first casualty, but the Christmas lights in my old suburb have slowly stopped going up in the last ten years, sadly. We used to drive around to see all the homes and their decorations. BLM signs and Ukrainian flags seem to have replaced them.
Actually, I used to visit Europe to experience Western Christmases and I kind of miss that little tradition. Speaking of missing, the Christmas market next to mine got hit by a truck of peace in Munich while I was there. Clearly, the people who hate Europe understand that the Christmas holiday is somehow a legitimate target because it is striking at the identity of the European peoples. And look at the war on Christmas that the Yidividualists in the media wage with their movies. They went as far as to make up a fake holiday where they gift each other Tic-Tacs to take a swipe at Christmas! Gross!
So keep on fighting the good fight, friends! Don’t let them take your Christmas away from you!
Be as merry and as jolly as possible today to spite your enemies if nothing else!
Let “Merry Christmas” be your battle-cry!
I will make the conceivably ethnocentric claim that the greatest Xmas tradition is recognised in Australia. In the monsoonal tropical north, it is often marked by the commencement of the Wet Season, which means cooler temperatures, pleasant drizzle, and the first elevation to higher spirituality generated by one's favourite beer, or (of course) spirit. We are a very spiritual people.
In the southern climes, a visit to the local surf beach is a must, followed by engendered spirituality.
Nationally, Xmas day is observed by feigning ecstasy as the children discover their gifts under the Xmas tree, ussually around 5.30 AM. Bad parents go back to bed.
By 9 AM, the turkey must go in the oven, or whatever else is to be prepared for the 1 PM Xmas lunch, which is consumed sporadically over the next several days. Accompanied by more spirituality. The most popular food consumed is prawns, a recent logistics study discovering that the nation eats the equivelant to five olympic swimming pools in volume every Xmas,
And wouldn't you know it, Rolo, the WEF has funded a plot to destroy Xmas. This is in collaboration with Baptist, Methodist, and Catholic hierarchies who try to crush the Xmas spirit by outrageously renaming it 'Christmas' hoping, no doubt, to sow the seeds of religious wars. There are also WEF attacks through Muslims, who are demanding that age-old sacred symbols such as holly, striped peppermint walking sticks. and Xmas puddings be abandoned. They will fail. The sacredness of Xmas will never be violated by foul religion, and our holy communion with James Boag Premium Lager and Coopers Sacred Draught can never be despoiled.
In fact, I am at this moment absorbing prodigeous quantities of spirituality and I truly anticipate eventual sainthood and probably a shrine erected beside my esky on my passing from this vale of tears and fears. Adiu, comrades. Today we spiritualise to your good health.
Merry Christmas Rolo!!!
Here in South Texas there are Christmas lights everywhere, including many nativity scenes. There is even a neighborhood where almost every house puts up a crazy amount of lights and decorations. This year was one of the biggest yet!! Crowds of people flock to see the lights and a good time is had by all.