only constructive thing that I have to say about any of the conventional
holidays, that doesn't instantly get me into a dispute with religious fanatics,
has to do with Halloween. That is the one night of the year when
all of the normal rules about panhandling, begging, and so forth, are suspended
most places for persons of "trick or treating" age. The kids are
genuinely exempt. We've been doing this holiday for at least hundreds
of years if not longer. I believe it may even date back to the days
of white magic nature worshippers in the woods. So too are the adults
exempt who would rightfully never consider giving away anything of value
to beggars or for any reason whatever other than quid pro quo. In
celebration of the Halloween holiday and only to persons of proper trick
or treating age, we adult providers are also exempt from the usual rules
(as have a number of people who wrongly viewed my Halloween gifting process
as being a trait of an easy mark quickly discovered to their chagrin).
The young people, generally from age 15-16 on down to barely old enough
to walk (and an occasional babe in arms) get all dressed up (or not in
more impoverished neighborhoods) in costumes reflecting their (or their
parents) notions of what their souls are like. They come around to
neighborhood doors (especially those decorated with Halloween decorations
and properly lit to indicate participation in the holiday), knock on the
door or ring the bell and when the householder comes to the door they chant
"Trick or Treat!" (or imply that by their presence in costume when they
have yet to learn to talk). For security reasons in this day and
age, the young people are often accompanied by an older sibling or by a
parent who keeps an eye on what's going on.
End of constructive thoughts on celebrating holidays. Read any further and you shall see my usual curmudgeonly views on each of the other holidays of the year, some of which may be quite offensive to religious fanatics, politicians, and perhaps some others.
I did have to discontinue my Halloween tradition. The counterfeits and slugs oriented cesspool (which also engages in felony identity theft) responded as if there were no conceivable exemption for Halloween and promptly began demonstrating criminal fraud attacks based on the presumption of me being a suckah who gives away money without receiving anything of value in exchange. In the schools, their "educational" pogrom about money consists of providing one only possible thing to squander the fake "money" on (the long term life threatening fat laden product known as "ice cream"), no store of value, no matters of choice, only another "do what we the criminal thugs tell you to do with whatever we give you for nothing" exercise quite similar to their "see who can stomp the other person's foot quickest" physical education training to generate income for the medifrauds in the local podiatry busyness. In a subsequent location, the local children and their adult relations were so much into trespass, trash littering, and destruction as to disqualify themselves from any Halloween gifting. So I have, in essence, suspended my Halloween tradition since 2003.
Being a bearded person with a few extra pounds around my midriff (many
extras until heart complications compelled me to radically change my diet),
I already for years started off with the handicap of being perceived by
many young people (and older ones too who never understood that "Santa
Claus" was simply a name to which their parents "attributed" gifts that
were excessive in number or cost) as "looking like Santa Claus".
The Sinter Klaas legend originally was based on a quite delightful old
coot who saw the poverty in his area of Europe, the bitterness of the cold
and harshness of the snow and lack of fuel supplies for the poor, and decided
early one December to do something about it by gifting his neighbors, especially
the children. That "lump of coal" originally was an extremely positive
gift in that it meant perhaps a bit of warmth or the possibility of cooking
some food, although in more recent years it has been used as an idiom for
lack of other gifts that profligate wastrels have come to expect from all
and sundry within their sphere of social contacts.
Year's Day. The conventional New
Year's Day is another total bore for me, partly because it relates to the
homosexual Xian calendar, partly because it is a drunk and disorderly poisoning
ritual, partly because it signifies that only a few days later I must pay
more estimated taxes to the homosexual Xian perversion of a Frauderal government
that we have these days, partly because nothing constructive or meaningful
ever happened on that day nor on the night before in my entire life.
Hence I all but totally ignore the conventional Xian New Year's Day and
have noticed that my own real life new year tends to begin right around
Rosh Hoshana of the Jewish calendar with Yom Kippur (the Day of Atonement
nine days later) tending also to be significant for me.
Martin Luther King day. Despite his educational degree and early life business pursuit of promoting the homosexual Xian religion, Martin Luther King was a mensch. It was not his business endeavor of the Xian religion which made him sensitive to the civil rights issues which led to his murder by other Xians. Virtually every racial bigot in the country is of that same offensive antihuman Xian religion. The thing that made Martin Luther King a mensch was that only slightly hidden away practice of his, uncovered by the faggot J.Edgar Hoover during the Freaky Bureau of Instigation "investigations" of Dr. King, of being an active heterosexual person. Decent working girls, an occasional competent courtesan, all met in pursuit of his heterosexual interests, are what made a mensch of that surficially nothing but another lesbian supremacist criminal Xian preacher. Get connected to humanity, as Martin Luther King in reality did, and you wind up with a certain "care is matic" personality. So even though I am not of the race which perceives itself as having benefitted most greatly from the later works of Martin Luther King, I recognize a certain kinship with him as a fellow active heterosexual human being. Hence I do quietly acknowledge and celebrate Martin Luther King's birthday.
Birthday and Valentine's Day. For most
people, those two holidays may seem entirely unrelated to each other, even
though they fall on the calendar exactly two days apart (on the 12th and
14th of February each year). Abraham Lincoln, you may recall, was
President and an avid promoter of Article XIII of the U.S. Constitution
Amendments which prohibits slavery, the ownership of any human being by
any other, in the United States. His "Emancipation Proclamation"
is revered by most persons of Negro Race who make the frequent error, supported
and promoted by the majority of criminal slave mongerers of all subsequent
years, of believing it to have been exlcusively for their racial benefit
that slavery was prohibited. It requires a certain naivete about
Lincoln himself to adopt such a view. Good old rail splitter turned
lawyer Abe Lincoln was afflicted with one of the most vicious lesbian thuggesses
ever seen in the White House as his "wife". Mary Todd, the thuggess
in question, used to consider it within her purview to bash Abe up beside
the head with a log when he was the least bit slow about building a fire
for her in the fireplace, for example. Although I have never seen
anyone else suggest this, unlike the first remark about her behavior, I
am convinced that it was Mary Todd who arranged for the assassin John Wilkes
Booth to be *able* to get into the Theatre to murder Abe while he was watching
a play on the day of his death. She had already long since demonstrated
herself to be that kind of criminal spirit and could not even conceivably
have missed the point of Article XIII that it was directed toward emancipating
all of the male slaves of lesbian criminal thuggesses such as herself.
Take a look at the color scheme in the conventional homosexual Xian "marriage"
ceremony by which lesbian criminal thuggesses (dressed in white to allude
to white slave owners of the Confederate Xian religion) takes ownership
of the hetero oriented male (dressed in black to allude to the black slaves
of that same Confederate religion). Abe Lincoln and the northern
Congress of that day may have been able to place Article XIII into the
Constitution Amendments but the homosexual Xians are still to this day
demanding and inflicting slavery on male citizens in violation of that
Easter, oddly enough, made it through my childhood as a reasonably positive day of the year. There was the Easter Bunny and the delightful coloring of hard boiled eggs and the Easter baskets of chocolate bunnies and marshmallow delights. It was only later when the religious perverts of Xianity began force feeding their criminal scam about glorifying the torture and murder of Jesus Nazarenus by people very much like themselves in actual practice, spewing their fraudulent malicious nonsense about said Jesus having "risen from the tomb" to mock the entire human race which has never done so and has no reason whatever to believe any of their lies and fabrications about the Nazarene having done so, murdering people throughout history and defrauding American citizens in recent years so as to compel practice of their perverse "religion" of male murdering, antiheterosexual, lesbian supremacist practices by others who have the good sense not to believe their criminal scam, that it became an offense against humanity, that "Easter" holiday. Keep it clean and focused on the Easter Bunny and I can approve of it. Inflict the homosexual Xian murder promotions and I am as disapproving of the Machiavellian perversions as I am of any other gang of murderers glorifying the fact that they got away with murdering one male citizen a couple of thousand years ago and have practices designed to murder every other male or subvert males into fauning lesbian supremacist slaves. Having been born male, such criminal hate mongering against persons of my gender are not acceptable at all.
May Day, I remember it well. The day the homosexual Xian Confederate States politicians tore down the Constitution of the United States with their terrorist medifraud attacks. May 1, 1987 in memoriam. No more freedom of religion, unless you like their object rape condoms, divorce racketeering, slave mongering lesbian supremacist, male murdering perversion imported from the Dark Ages of Europe pretending to be a "religion". No more freedom to own property since 1987 was also the year they appointed that communist criminal mastermind Greedspan to destroy the United States economy by looting and gutting all property owned by individual humans via "stock buybacks" and the Automated Clearing House. Freedom of speech, but only so that they know who disagrees with their criminal abrogations. Elections, but only between appointees of the homosexual Xian freeloading criminal tax evading churches and with the majority of Americans refusing to vote for any of their criminal appointees. Computers and information, but subject to the invasions of privacy and sabotage of productive business and personal activities created by their pet convicted criminal predatory Microsoft monopoly. May Day always was the national day in the former Soviet Union that the homosexual Xian Confederate States politicians imitate with all of their policies. The American flag is still there, flapping in the breeze. It just doesn't mean anything any more without our US Constitution continuing as the supreme law of the land.
Fourth of July is that day in 1776 formally recognized as being "the day" when the Declaration of Independence was signed and is celebrated as the national Independence Day of the United States. Putting aside all historical accuracy questions as to timing of an event that most likely occurred over a period of several days, the Fourth of July is important to me in a moral and ethical sense as symbolizing the Constitution of the United States which developed out of that proclaimed independence from the criminal thugs and thieves of the then Kingdom (now Queendom) of Great Britain. In recent years under the criminal Confederate States politicians who have been running the United States into the ground to punish this nation for defeating their predecessors in slave mongering and perfidy during the Civil War, many aspects of our Constitution have been weakened or violated or abrogated by the Confederate States government that has been imposed on us. Since 1995, the people of the United States have refused to ratify those criminal gangs of the Confederacy as being a lawful government by consistently refusing to provide a quorum of the registered voters for all of the Confederate criminal gang candidates combined, regardless of the criminal "political party" labels which they have usurped, all of which added together represent not even as many as half of the people of the nation. Foreign criminal gangs are represented, as for example by his Lordship Greedspan who has been destroying the economic substance of the nation with his incesssant criminal attacks against property rights and income rights of American citizens to our own property and incomes. Historic defilers of human rights such as the homosexual criminal gangs of Europe operating under the "Xianity" name, which managed to keep Europe in the Dark Ages for more than a millenium, are also wildly overrepresented by the criminal politicians of the Confederacy including the direct affront to Article I of the U.S.Const.Amends. of the sonofaBush's H.R.7 swindle system which intends to pay American taxes directly to the homosexual Xian religious establishment for the aggrandizement of their criminal scams against the people and to compel attendance at their malicious indoctrination sessions against human and civil rights. The American people are not represented. Although I do not attend the nonsense fireworks celebrations nor bother with the pandering empty speeches of the politicians who spend the other 364 days of the year abrogating and violating the Constitution, I do reserve the Fourth of July as a day of quiet remembrance for the very valid and essential humanity embodied in the United States Constitution.
Day. The fourth Thursday of November
has always been a difficult day for me, fraught with arguments with family
about silly things and tedious disruption of normal life activities.
It was not until I visited New England on a May 2002 vacation trip that
I began to understand the true origins of that difficult holiday.
Plymouth Rock, for example, was where a gang of murderers who were being
interfered with in the vaguely civilized nation of England for killing
loyal subjects of His Majesty the King on grounds of their perverted homosexual
Xian religion first landed on the ground of the American continent and
proceeded to practice their murderous homosexual religion on all who came
within their purview. The book, "The Scarlet Letter", was only nominally
fiction and Hester Pryne being fire branded with an "A" on her forehead
reflected some quite real torture and murder behaviors of the criminal
perverts of the homosexual Xian religion. Many of the other "original
colonists" were similar criminal perverts who left the then civilization
in order to inflict their viciousness on human sorts. So, how is
it that I could find any joy in a day which celebrates the fact that some
native American tribesmen fed the incompetent criminal perverts so as to
keep them alive through their first winter in America? Unlikely.
It was the later arrivals from other parts of the European continent landing
elsewhere who brought some semblance of civilization to the American continent,
albeit with some negative effects on the native Americans who had supported
the criminal perverts on that first "Thanksgiving Day". I will in
fact occasionally cook up a turkey something (not a big bird, more usually
a prepared roast of turkey meat), often enjoy some cranberry sauce, ears
of corn rather than maize, perhaps a lovely cooked stuffing made in accord
with an old family recipe of turkey giblets and spices and breading, sometimes
a pie of some sort although rarely pumpkin, but generally over a space
of days rather than on Thanksgiving Day itself. The holiday itself
remains too much a reminder of the worst elements of American society:
the criminal homosexual Xian perverts who abrogate every law and the Constitution
itself created by more civilized later settlers.
Conclusion. There are of course numerous other recognized holidays during the year which require me to take a day off from work (not an unwelcome prospect at times since they provide opportunity for me to catch up on bookkeeping and research). Should any of them become particularly significant to me, I may add them to this writeup at some future time. But when it comes right down to it, there is only the one holiday of the year that I genuinely like that has not been trashed by Xian perverts, namely Halloween, and I chose for many years to celebrate it by giving children their own samples of that which many consider the most scarifying of all things, money.
Bob Grumbine :-)##