Christmas is a time where everybody is supposed to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, a man who, if he did exist, had some sort of mental illness and delusions of grandeur as well as claiming himself to be the son of an almighty creator. But in reality Christmas is something much cleverer than that, something that requires a tangent to explain.
Christianity is not a faith; I sincerely doubt it was ever put into existence by a group of people who believed in God. Christianity is a system of control that has worked very well throughout history to keep citizens under a system of self-policing. The policies that the religion promotes have no real moral value; instead they are the values that promote the most efficient and smooth running society with strong policies of normality such as being heterosexual or traditional family values, that will ensure the survival of the civilisation and therefore the survival of the people in charge. It also means that there is always something to avoid, and people are much more concerned with this than any larger issue that might exist. Christianity doesn’t look down on women because it is sexist, it looks down on women to ensure that 50% of people are constantly suppressed and focussed solely on continuing the species.
If Christianity is a system of control then, like all systems of control, it requires the pretence of freedom. An easy current example of this is the allowance of guns in America, which successfully distract the people from the misgivings of the people in power. The freedom that Christianity dangles in front of its citizens is Christmas. It is a wonderful time of year where everyone celebrates ‘the birth of Christ’ but the best evidence suggests that if the egotistical maniac was born at all, he was most certainly not born at Christmas. But having a big celebration doesn’t fit well with the middle of the year or part way through January, it is most fitting at the end of the year where it functions as an end to things and something to look forward to. The people are kept docile and morally good all year round because of the thought of that one end year celebration that society drives them towards. It works even now where most people wouldn’t consider themselves Christian. It has become engrained into our society as a method of control without needing the rest of the faith to go along with it, leaving it to now function as a capitalist holiday that we save all year for and which therefore keeps us from hating our jobs and committing suicide from the monotony of existence.
The ability to control the people in this manner comes from the relationship of human beings with time. We made time up, it is a concept that we use to explain that we exist now, will exist and have existed and to explain the fact that we can remember and predict. But in itself this concept is intertwined with the need for some people to control others and the need for power structures in order for society to effectively function.
Our idea of time is what gives us the fear of consequence. If our concept of time didn’t exist then my actions would require no moral consideration. I could punch Blip in the face and I wouldn’t need to care about what would happen after because ‘after’ wouldn’t exist. Time is what stops me from hitting him.
Separating time into smaller sections such as years and weeks gives those in power the ability to control us using the stick and carrot of work days and rest days. There is always something to look forward to, whether it’s a birthday or a programme on the television or even just going to sleep. We are kept in check by our necessity to adhere to a system of time and when somebody doesn’t adhere to the normality and the regularity of this societal concept, we consider them distinctly odd.
Maintaining this structure, a necessity for society, is easily managed by the use of holidays with dates that are engrained into our minds. We know when it’s the first of January because of New Year’s Day, we know when it is the twenty-fifth of December because of Christmas and the rest are kept in our minds by the media and their relentlessly liberal application of them.
So I will enjoy my New Year’s Day, I will look forward to my birthday on Easter Saturday and I will lament the passing of Christmas, not because they have any more importance than other days or because they have some moral authority over other days of the year since the Christians adopted them, but because their existence is the symbol of civilisation and I see that as much more important.
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