CHRISTMAS IN AYALA

Last mid August I was walking home from the office when I noticed a work crew with a crane in the middle of Ayala Avenue, first thing that came to mind was simple street light maintenance. When I got to take a closer look, I noticed that they were hanging something large and white on the post. It was the Christmas decor for the coming season.

It was then I realized that, oh, its that time of the year again. I thought to myself...now what? I mean its once again, another Christmas, another year end. All I could think of was, "By the gods! It's time to get depressed again! Break out the booze. Sigh."

Why is it that this product of Western marketing is the current evolution of what is supposed to be the very solemn and culturally rich celebration of Jesus Christ's birthday? Another evidence of the continuous decay of our Kayumanggi culture. Maybe it's time all of us rethought how we celebrate Christmas. Give everything you will spend, that includes the rest of you politicos, to charitable institutions. Real charity, not those morons you bribe with charity to vote for you every three years. Then maybe, just maybe you won't join me in hell someday.

This year I will not celebrate Christmas the way I always used to or tried to. This year, I will celebrate it like Christ did the day he invented it. Lying still in a simple abode with those closest to him, with angels singing to him, magi acknowledging him, and the simple folk thankful for him.

Mind you, I'm not trying to bribe heaven to save me from my damnation. I'm just trying to pass through this world with as little harm as possible. I know where I'm going, do you?

Merry Christmas.