Today is Christmas. A holiday constructed on fraudulence.
A superman was born 2009 years ago on this date: December 25th (which is widely disputed).
He argued against the pleasures of the flesh, so we celebrate by consuming the most inane bullshit we can find on the racks at Wal-Mart (mostly made by underpaid and overworked chinese factory workers).
Somewhere along the line, trees with lights (originally derived from ancient pagan rituals) became associated as well.
Throw in some animatronic lawn ornaments, the attendance of some church service, and repetitive songs about jesus and buying colorful things etc. and there you have the greatest neo-protestant celebration in the western world.
Christianity's justification for excessive consumerism- Santa Claus. The lie that some unseen being is constantly watching you and making sure your morals are in check with his, otherwise there will be no extravagent reward later on. Sounds like some other fabricated being we have all heard of...
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