Thursday, December 25, 2008

Happy Birthday, Sol

© 2008 Stan Spire

December 25th: Dies Natalis Solis Invicti – Birthday of the Unconquered Sun.

Before Christianity became the state sponsored religion of ancient Rome, Romans believed in Sol Invictus, not “God.” Sol’s feast had been preceded by Saturnalia, a holiday in honor of Saturnus, the god of seed and sowing.

During Saturnalia slaves were free. They could gamble and let off some steam. Once the holiday was over, it was back to the usual social order. The same thing happens now when wage slaves are given the day off and are allowed to get drunk and rowdy at office parties.

Another pagan tradition – Yule or Yule-Tide – was observed by Germanic peoples. Apparently evergreens – wreaths and trees – symbolized the promise of undying life because they stayed green throughout the long winters. Of course, modern man doesn’t bother to mindlessly follow such rituals, spending money on the perfect wreath or tree.

But what ties it all together is the Winter Solstice. Once again we’re back to Sol, the sun-god. Saturnalia, the Feast of Sol Invictus, Yuletide, Christmas – holidays that keep the masses distracted so that they don’t realize that their elitist rulers are greedy idiots wrecking everything.

Keep in mind neither Saturnus or Sol Invictus saved the Roman Empire.

Can Santa or Christ save the American Empire?

Just Another Day

© 2008 Stan Spire

Taking a look at the headlines:

-- Attacks kill five in Iraq

-- Two NATO soldiers slain in Afghanistan

-- One British marine killed in Afghanistan on Christmas Eve

-- Gunman in Santa suit kills three at LA party

So where’s all this peace and good will that’s supposed to save the world?

Ask for a refund.

Not Obliged

© 2008 Stan Spire

If you’re expecting me to wish you “Merry Xmas,” go elsewhere.

If you’re having a great day, good for you. Don’t let me pee on your parade. Just understand that not everyone is marching in step with you. I’m entitled not to get caught up in the holiday cheer, pretending that today is the most special day of the year. I have the right to ignore, dislike – or even hate – the so-called “Happy Holidays.”

Conformity. Fit in or else. If you’re not into the winter holidays group think, there is something wrong with you. Scrooge! Grinch!

Maybe what is “wrong” with me is that I’m an individual. Neither my life experiences and present situation match yours.

Anyway, I’m not depressed – because I’m not pretending, I’m not in denial.

What’s your story?