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Mon 26 Nov, 2007 08:18 am
I do not believe that last year i indulged my annual custom of observing the coming madness by condemning the holiday, and i would not wish to get out of such a salutary holiday . . .
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"At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge," said the gentleman, taking up a pen, "it is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight provision for the Poor and Destitute, who suffer greatly at the present time. Many thousands are in want of common necessaries; hundreds of thousands are in want of common comforts, sir."
"Are there no prisons?" asked Scrooge.
"Plenty of prisons," said the gentleman, laying down the pen again.
"And the Union workhouses?" demanded Scrooge. "Are they still in operation?"
"They are. Still," returned the gentleman, "I wish I could say they were not."
"The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?" said Scrooge.
"Both very busy, sir."
"Oh! I was afraid, from what you said at first, that something had occurred to stop them in their useful course," said Scrooge. "I'm very glad to hear it."
"Under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body to the multitude," returned the gentleman, "a few of us are endeavouring to raise a fund to buy the Poor some meat and drink and means of warmth. We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when Want is keenly felt, and Abundance rejoices. What shall I put you down for?"
"Nothing!" Scrooge replied.
"You wish to be anonymous?"
"I wish to be left alone," said Scrooge. "Since you ask me what I wish, gentlemen, that is my answer. I don't make merry myself at Christmas and I can't afford to make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments I have mentioned -- they cost enough; and those who are badly off must go there."
"Many can't go there; and many would rather die."
"If they would rather die," said Scrooge, "they had better do it, and decrease the surplus population.
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And a happy holiday to you all, too . . .
Isn't this a tad early to be spreading badwill?
:wink:
Although I forgot, you yanks and canajuns have an extra holiday.
Remember what happened to Ebenezer Scrooge, is all I want to say.
And a very Mary Mushluk to you, too, McJock . . . may your puddings never boil over.
happy holidays
happy holidays
(now I'll be singing allllllllll day)
Have a very Merry Christmas
I's the best time of the year...
Now you can sing that all day.
Happy Holidays, Setantaclaus.
Anyone here ever eaten figgy pudding?
BlaiseDaley wrote:Have a very Merry Christmas
I's the best time of the year...
Now you can sing that all day.
I don't know
If there'll be snow
But something something something . . .
Yeah, that one . . . that song . . .
McTag wrote:Isn't this a tad early to be spreading badwill?
One must always be on one's guard all year round! :wink:
Heh heh heh....we all know what happened to Scrooge....heh heh heh....
BlaiseDaley wrote:Have a very Merry Christmas
I's the best time of the year...
Now you can sing that all day.
can you make that work to a 3/5/5 rhythm?
or maybe 3/3/7?
It's never too early, Set. This thread, or a similar one, emerges each November, and I have enthusiastically spewed my anti-Christmas poison, hoping to free some people from the market-driven compulsions of Xmas capitalism. My wife and I glide through these holidays totally free of all stressful feelings of obligation and guilt. I use to give gifts--after my step-son grew up and came to share my values on this matter--only to very young and very old relatives (I'm not as liberated as I would like). And I hope that THROUGHOUT the year my relatives and other loved ones receive adequate evidence of my (and my wife's) love, so that no-one feels unloved by our non-participation in the Xmas frenzy.
Bah, humbug (with love and peace of mind).
Oh, and f*ck wallstreet.
Quote:can you make that work to a 3/5/5 rhythm?
or maybe 3/3/7?
I'm visualizing winky lights blinking-blinking to belly dancing music.
I miss the Perry Como/ Andy Williams/ Your Italian-American crooner with big family here/ Christmas Shows on TV.
Pat Boone family. Bing Crosby family. Family family family.
It's nice.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire (but not in every state)
Jack Frost nibbling at your nose (ditto ditto)
<sneaks in....>
God bless us, every one.
<snicker>
As for you, Miss Fa-la-la-la-la . . . i have some more Dickens . . .
You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are!"
It is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas.
Boomerang, I prefer to regress at Halloween, blah.
Hey I don't have a dog in this fight so I'm just stickin' to the Dickens!
Perhaps I should use quotation marks.....
Actually I don't know what ever became of Scrooge. The communists kept it a secret from us.
dagmaraka wrote:Actually I don't know what ever became of Scrooge. The communists kept it a secret from us.
He became a christmas convert, after some pretty scary experiences.
And the worst ghost of all!
Merry Christmas one and all!!!
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