I really hope you get something nice.
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reply posted on 21-11-2008 @ 01:29 PM by silverflame
reply to post by Raud
Ok since you do not like Christmas so much that's fine but you put this thread out there so we can voice our thoughts. Then you come along and tear our posts apart. I really could care less what your thoughts on Christmas is I did not ask the question you did. So I came along and post my thoughts and you tear the post apart so go crawl in a hole until it is all over. I just was posting my thoughts on Christmas. Not to have my post torn apart by someone who can not find at least a little joy in Christmas. Man you really are a peice of work. This is why ATS/BTS is going down the drain. Because when you post even on a simple thread like this people think they are so much smarter than the rest and it makes them feel better to tear apart people's post.
Ok since you do not like Christmas so much that's fine but you put this thread out there so we can voice our thoughts. Then you come along and tear our posts apart. I really could care less what your thoughts on Christmas is I did not ask the question you did. So I came along and post my thoughts and you tear the post apart so go crawl in a hole until it is all over. I just was posting my thoughts on Christmas. Not to have my post torn apart by someone who can not find at least a little joy in Christmas. Man you really are a peice of work. This is why ATS/BTS is going down the drain. Because when you post even on a simple thread like this people think they are so much smarter than the rest and it makes them feel better to tear apart people's post.
reply posted on 22-11-2008 @ 07:01 AM by Raud
Maybe I should make myself clear about some stuff. Too bad one have to write two OP:s just because when you crack open page 2 of a
thread, people tend to stop reading the OP on top of the first. Gah!
What I mean is; Jul (or Yule, or whatever), is a very nice celebration. I look forward to the darkest day of the year, just because to me, it is an important shift in the life of the earth, especially to us here in the far north, just as the longest day is also a pretty neat festive!
What my point is here is that celebrations are in place during some selected days of the year that are important. What you chose as being important is fully up to you, though I might disagree (as you might just have noticed, hehe)
But the reason why I feel that Christmas (often spelled X-mas. Why is this? It is not called "Crossmas" or "Ecsmass" either?
) is horrid, or
has become horrid, is mainly the consumption and the commercials and advertisement that with themselves bring stress and pain like they would be the
fifth and sixth horsemen of the apocalypse.
I just can't stand that crap, I just can't. When we enter this time of year, and everything goes into this madness, I mostly stay at home.
Knowing how the market-led society operates, you come to the insight that we are not celebrating anything really during this ancient festival. Almost every inch of "traditional" or "common" Chirstmasses are completely compromised by consumerism that one does not even know whether they celebrate anything or just doing what we are supposed to do this time of year. I hear it everyday in the subway, on the bus, in the streets:
"Oh, we have to...(this and that)" like everybody has to watch out real bad not to be out shun by somebody else.
I get the idea when you have kids and all that, but I don't think this trend should live on in its present state, I would like to see fundamental change but since kids do what kids learn...this trend will be very hard to take down.
Meeting with relatives and family, always okay. But to the ones here who says that this is the most important reason to celebrate Christmas, I have a question for you; do you meet up with them once every year? Maybe you are the "lonely old farts". If you are to meet your own flesh and blood and have a party at one (1) time each turn around the sun, why do you chose the occasion when traffic is jammed, malls crowded, subliminal sonic torture is in action, TV only show movies on one and the same theme, and so on???
Luckily for me, it seems, I get to see my loved ones more often than so, but if I had to chose a "relative reunion celebration" to have each year, I would have it in summer. That would make so much more sense.
If my relatives would all do like me and limit their activity during this period, I would fully understand it. But we do have quiet little celebration (only one kid and she will be, like, 2 months old), but I must say that I don't feel fully comfortable. If we could at least get the date straight...
But it is not only that;
I am really personally disturbed by the religious talk during this time because I think it is...not for me and I don't want it shoved down my throat. Now I know I should not bring that subject into the debate, maybe, because that is a little OT and tends to become nasty. Such stuff we can fight out in ATS, any day!
But as said not here. And for all you who agree with the Bible and so on, here is a question for you; Did not your Lord Jesus become really, really angry when he saw that his former temple was turned into a market place?
I can say that my Gods thinks the same...
And I hate Christmas carols!!! Hatehatehate! It is psychic torture man! It is against the Geneva Convention! Drilling into our heads! Aaarrrrgghh!! How can people put up with that every f-ing year for at least two months??? Voluntarily??? Are you insane???
I repeat myself: Christmas is such a HYPOCRISSSYYY!!! And I hate it!
reply to post by silverflame
Hey flame. Don't take it so bad. Absolutely no need to.
This is the Rant forum you know, and in we deal with some serious freakin, red hot
in here!
It is so tempting to keep pushing people who takes this for too serious, but you should know I have been laughing my ass of during posting on this thread. Apart for the serious arguments though, they really
me off.
It is correct that this is a discussion board and that everybody can speak their minds, but now you have entered my realm, and thus you will comply with the attitude and/or be pushed around with. Otherwise, get out of here.
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What I mean is; Jul (or Yule, or whatever), is a very nice celebration. I look forward to the darkest day of the year, just because to me, it is an important shift in the life of the earth, especially to us here in the far north, just as the longest day is also a pretty neat festive!
What my point is here is that celebrations are in place during some selected days of the year that are important. What you chose as being important is fully up to you, though I might disagree (as you might just have noticed, hehe)
But the reason why I feel that Christmas (often spelled X-mas. Why is this? It is not called "Crossmas" or "Ecsmass" either?
) is horrid, or
has become horrid, is mainly the consumption and the commercials and advertisement that with themselves bring stress and pain like they would be the
fifth and sixth horsemen of the apocalypse. I just can't stand that crap, I just can't. When we enter this time of year, and everything goes into this madness, I mostly stay at home.
Knowing how the market-led society operates, you come to the insight that we are not celebrating anything really during this ancient festival. Almost every inch of "traditional" or "common" Chirstmasses are completely compromised by consumerism that one does not even know whether they celebrate anything or just doing what we are supposed to do this time of year. I hear it everyday in the subway, on the bus, in the streets:
"Oh, we have to...(this and that)" like everybody has to watch out real bad not to be out shun by somebody else.
I get the idea when you have kids and all that, but I don't think this trend should live on in its present state, I would like to see fundamental change but since kids do what kids learn...this trend will be very hard to take down.
Meeting with relatives and family, always okay. But to the ones here who says that this is the most important reason to celebrate Christmas, I have a question for you; do you meet up with them once every year? Maybe you are the "lonely old farts". If you are to meet your own flesh and blood and have a party at one (1) time each turn around the sun, why do you chose the occasion when traffic is jammed, malls crowded, subliminal sonic torture is in action, TV only show movies on one and the same theme, and so on???
Luckily for me, it seems, I get to see my loved ones more often than so, but if I had to chose a "relative reunion celebration" to have each year, I would have it in summer. That would make so much more sense.
If my relatives would all do like me and limit their activity during this period, I would fully understand it. But we do have quiet little celebration (only one kid and she will be, like, 2 months old), but I must say that I don't feel fully comfortable. If we could at least get the date straight...
But it is not only that;
I am really personally disturbed by the religious talk during this time because I think it is...not for me and I don't want it shoved down my throat. Now I know I should not bring that subject into the debate, maybe, because that is a little OT and tends to become nasty. Such stuff we can fight out in ATS, any day!
But as said not here. And for all you who agree with the Bible and so on, here is a question for you; Did not your Lord Jesus become really, really angry when he saw that his former temple was turned into a market place?
I can say that my Gods thinks the same...
And I hate Christmas carols!!! Hatehatehate! It is psychic torture man! It is against the Geneva Convention! Drilling into our heads! Aaarrrrgghh!! How can people put up with that every f-ing year for at least two months??? Voluntarily??? Are you insane???
I repeat myself: Christmas is such a HYPOCRISSSYYY!!! And I hate it!
reply to post by silverflame
Hey flame. Don't take it so bad. Absolutely no need to.
This is the Rant forum you know, and in we deal with some serious freakin, red hot
in here! It is so tempting to keep pushing people who takes this for too serious, but you should know I have been laughing my ass of during posting on this thread. Apart for the serious arguments though, they really
me off. It is correct that this is a discussion board and that everybody can speak their minds, but now you have entered my realm, and thus you will comply with the attitude and/or be pushed around with. Otherwise, get out of here.
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reply posted on 1-12-2009 @ 10:34 AM by Signals
reply to post by Raud
I spent the last 18 Christmases (???) in retail and my hatred grew into a spewing pile of elephant dung over the years.....The music and the attitudes of shoppers did me in. The begging to please stay open late on Christmas Eve or reopen the shop just for them....ARGGHHHH!
Well, I'm not in retail anymore and am looking forward to rediscovering the holiday.
I spent the last 18 Christmases (???) in retail and my hatred grew into a spewing pile of elephant dung over the years.....The music and the attitudes of shoppers did me in. The begging to please stay open late on Christmas Eve or reopen the shop just for them....ARGGHHHH!
Well, I'm not in retail anymore and am looking forward to rediscovering the holiday.
reply posted on 1-12-2009 @ 10:55 AM by Raud
reply to post by Signals
Hey Singnals,
nice that you are on the same level, especially since I am not in the mood of bashing or ranting at the moment (long day at work).
This year, my stinkmass will be even calmer than ever before.
My older sister will be in Denmark with her husbands family, and my younger sister will be out of town with her boyfriends ditto. My woman will be working in her home town so it will just be my old folks, a neighbour to them and my grandpa.
That will do just fine for me. I'll treat it like a normal visit to my parents place. The line-up of this years "celebration" is not in anyway unlike any other weekend dinner meet. I can relax this time.
I will however celebrate the Winter Solstice with my woman on the 22nd. No biggie, more of a spiritual thanksgiving and a farewell to the increasing darkness (up north in my location, the darkness really gets on your nerves after a couple of months).
But the city is already clad in red. Make me think of blood.
That colour is really stressing me up. Makes my eyes sore.
I hope the economical crisis finally kills this stupid holiday.
Keep cool and resist the seasonal dirty tricks.
We'll pull through together.
Hey Singnals,
nice that you are on the same level, especially since I am not in the mood of bashing or ranting at the moment (long day at work).
This year, my stinkmass will be even calmer than ever before.
My older sister will be in Denmark with her husbands family, and my younger sister will be out of town with her boyfriends ditto. My woman will be working in her home town so it will just be my old folks, a neighbour to them and my grandpa.
That will do just fine for me. I'll treat it like a normal visit to my parents place. The line-up of this years "celebration" is not in anyway unlike any other weekend dinner meet. I can relax this time.
I will however celebrate the Winter Solstice with my woman on the 22nd. No biggie, more of a spiritual thanksgiving and a farewell to the increasing darkness (up north in my location, the darkness really gets on your nerves after a couple of months).
But the city is already clad in red. Make me think of blood.
That colour is really stressing me up. Makes my eyes sore.
I hope the economical crisis finally kills this stupid holiday.
Keep cool and resist the seasonal dirty tricks.
We'll pull through together.
reply posted on 2-12-2009 @ 01:57 AM by Raud
reply to post by Chevalerous
Wow, that's a real classic!
Would you mind translating all of it for our non-swedish speaking members?
Keep up the resistance!
Wow, that's a real classic!
Would you mind translating all of it for our non-swedish speaking members?
Keep up the resistance!
reply posted on 2-12-2009 @ 07:49 AM by Chevalerous
reply to post by Raud
Yeah! Sorry to all non-Scandinavian/Nordic people here!
The lyrics of this song is very good and rings true in Swedish, but I really dont know if I can translate this?
So many Swedish words have different meanings when you are translating them into English.
Wow! well, I think a translation to English of this text will be very difficult since there are so many Swedish words in the lyrics of this song which does not translate in a "good" way from Swedish into English - but what a heck! I'll give it a try:
---
We take a walk down the street one day,
my poor alter ego and me.
We are fighting with other people to make room to walk and beat ourselves up among generations, fighting with each other about the next sensations.
It is an unprecedented insane wild chase
after a thousand emeralds and a kingdom.
A free offer falls from above,
I gape and swallow and say thanks for the gift.
We open the door to a urinal,
and there's another Santa Claus/Tomtefar standing there urinating
with a long nose and a urine jet that glitters.
He pulls off his beard,
it looks like he giggles (like a mental patient).
He says: (God Jul, God Jul) "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
(Chorus)
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
(Impossible for me to translate correctly from Swedish)
We check in at the Temple of Temptation.
Someone is chasing me with a stamp.
My alter ego begins to wonder why I hold my breath and count to one hundred.
I pass the test and are classified like an idiot, but fully qualified
to obey orders and go in harness.
Someone gives me a plastic ukelele
and says: "play boy, play, play."
My brain is warm but the fingers are stiff.
Suddenly, I stand there with a naked ass.
Someone sets fire to the old Santa Claus (Tomtefar)
He screams: (God Jul, God Jul)"Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
We step into a program control
in which they manipulate us with rock'n'roll
and setting up lists of what is popular and hip for the moment,
Losers and heroes and other rebels & insurgents.
Someone presents new modernism, but Tomtefar/Santa Claus is blaming capitalism.
My alter ego kills himself.
Naturally I do not know what is to become of me.
There is no place for subtle shading.
Love has already burned its chances.
I'm hunted by armed and angry penguins
with very sharp tongues and with bourgeois upper-class snotty facial expressions.
At midnight it's quiet in all the houses.
Legitimate fascists, light the Christmas candles. (juleljusen)
On The streets and at the plaza's the wrecks and vinos are crawling.
Macabre and well-fed stereotypes.
I'm left alone and dance around the tree,
but where is the joy and where are the kids?
Something falls into my gray hair.
Santa Claus (Tomtefar) is damaged and is placed on a stretcher.
He says: (God Jul, God Jul) "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When the disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
There is no snow falling.
When I need solace.
And when disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
Phew!
---
("Tomtefar" in this context means the burden of the character role, which the father of the family is having every Christmas as the provider for the family - with stress, buying expensive gifts to the spoiled children (which they later throw away anyway) at crowded & hysterical shopping palaces/malls crowded with other stressed out "Tomtefars" just exactly like himself
In the hunt for the perfect phony & commercial Coca Cola Christmas!
And later after all this stress, when finally at home, he also have to play the perfect "character role" of Santa Claus/Tomtefar and dress up exactly like him with beard and a red dress on Christmas eve of December 24 (Scandinavian tradition) and give the spoiled children their presents.
Later he feel this emptiness, and feels cheated of being manipulated by commercial interests and corporations - he's alone in his living room with an empty soul in front of the Christmas tree and is asking himself; where is the joy? where are the kids - everyone suddenly disappeared to other places after receiving their gifts! - was this all, he asks himself? - all this stress and hard work I had, for this?
*sadly with a tear in his eye, he looks around in the empty living-room, pouring up another double whisky in his mental loneliness, and pass out!*
(When all of this is done and over with, many of the fathers of families are soo tired and stressed & burned out that they actually often collapses - a sad fact!)
[edit on 2-12-2009 by Chevalerous]
Yeah! Sorry to all non-Scandinavian/Nordic people here!
The lyrics of this song is very good and rings true in Swedish, but I really dont know if I can translate this?
So many Swedish words have different meanings when you are translating them into English.
Wow! well, I think a translation to English of this text will be very difficult since there are so many Swedish words in the lyrics of this song which does not translate in a "good" way from Swedish into English - but what a heck! I'll give it a try:
---
We take a walk down the street one day,
my poor alter ego and me.
We are fighting with other people to make room to walk and beat ourselves up among generations, fighting with each other about the next sensations.
It is an unprecedented insane wild chase
after a thousand emeralds and a kingdom.
A free offer falls from above,
I gape and swallow and say thanks for the gift.
We open the door to a urinal,
and there's another Santa Claus/Tomtefar standing there urinating
with a long nose and a urine jet that glitters.
He pulls off his beard,
it looks like he giggles (like a mental patient).
He says: (God Jul, God Jul) "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
(Chorus)
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
(Impossible for me to translate correctly from Swedish)
We check in at the Temple of Temptation.
Someone is chasing me with a stamp.
My alter ego begins to wonder why I hold my breath and count to one hundred.
I pass the test and are classified like an idiot, but fully qualified
to obey orders and go in harness.
Someone gives me a plastic ukelele
and says: "play boy, play, play."
My brain is warm but the fingers are stiff.
Suddenly, I stand there with a naked ass.
Someone sets fire to the old Santa Claus (Tomtefar)
He screams: (God Jul, God Jul)"Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
We step into a program control
in which they manipulate us with rock'n'roll
and setting up lists of what is popular and hip for the moment,
Losers and heroes and other rebels & insurgents.
Someone presents new modernism, but Tomtefar/Santa Claus is blaming capitalism.
My alter ego kills himself.
Naturally I do not know what is to become of me.
There is no place for subtle shading.
Love has already burned its chances.
I'm hunted by armed and angry penguins
with very sharp tongues and with bourgeois upper-class snotty facial expressions.
At midnight it's quiet in all the houses.
Legitimate fascists, light the Christmas candles. (juleljusen)
On The streets and at the plaza's the wrecks and vinos are crawling.
Macabre and well-fed stereotypes.
I'm left alone and dance around the tree,
but where is the joy and where are the kids?
Something falls into my gray hair.
Santa Claus (Tomtefar) is damaged and is placed on a stretcher.
He says: (God Jul, God Jul) "Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!"
It's not the snow that's falling.
It is comforting someone else.
Picasso's acrobats are dancing on my chest.
It's not the snow that's falling.
When I need solace.
When the disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
There is no snow falling.
When I need solace.
And when disguised Democrats stamp with their boots on my chest.
Phew!
---
("Tomtefar" in this context means the burden of the character role, which the father of the family is having every Christmas as the provider for the family - with stress, buying expensive gifts to the spoiled children (which they later throw away anyway) at crowded & hysterical shopping palaces/malls crowded with other stressed out "Tomtefars" just exactly like himself
In the hunt for the perfect phony & commercial Coca Cola Christmas!
And later after all this stress, when finally at home, he also have to play the perfect "character role" of Santa Claus/Tomtefar and dress up exactly like him with beard and a red dress on Christmas eve of December 24 (Scandinavian tradition) and give the spoiled children their presents.
Later he feel this emptiness, and feels cheated of being manipulated by commercial interests and corporations - he's alone in his living room with an empty soul in front of the Christmas tree and is asking himself; where is the joy? where are the kids - everyone suddenly disappeared to other places after receiving their gifts! - was this all, he asks himself? - all this stress and hard work I had, for this?
*sadly with a tear in his eye, he looks around in the empty living-room, pouring up another double whisky in his mental loneliness, and pass out!*
(When all of this is done and over with, many of the fathers of families are soo tired and stressed & burned out that they actually often collapses - a sad fact!)
[edit on 2-12-2009 by Chevalerous]
reply posted on 3-12-2009 @ 03:39 AM by Raud
reply to post by tristar
Yeah, midwinter bbq's are alright! A bit cold though and around my area there is not much snow until mid January, if we're lucky.
But it's a pretty neat idea.
However, I got an even better one:
Boycott the whole thing and celebrate Winter Solstice instead.
TV will be switched off though.
Too bad one can't switch of the entire world during this week of torment...
Yeah, midwinter bbq's are alright!
A bit cold though and around my area there is not much snow until mid January, if we're lucky. But it's a pretty neat idea.
However, I got an even better one:
Boycott the whole thing and celebrate Winter Solstice instead.
TV will be switched off though.
Too bad one can't switch of the entire world during this week of torment...
reply posted on 4-12-2009 @ 01:19 AM by Raud
reply to post by mblahnikluver
That's right, Mblahn...let it all come. Break the taboo, unleash the fury, speak your mind!
You are not alone, we will prevail together!
If the Christmas D-Day turns out to be as horrific as you fear it to be, just sneak away, log in and ventilate your good self right here in this thread!
Stay frosty
That's right, Mblahn...let it all come. Break the taboo, unleash the fury, speak your mind!
You are not alone, we will prevail together!
If the Christmas D-Day turns out to be as horrific as you fear it to be, just sneak away, log in and ventilate your good self right here in this thread!
Stay frosty
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