It’s the Holiday Season – Again
Posted By The Cigar Soldier on November 26, 2018
Well my faithful followers and lovers of the leaf, the Holiday Season is upon us and that
means lots of food, lots of drinking and hopefully lots of fine cigars to top it all off. This is the time of year that we normal folks act a little nicer, dig a little deeper and try not bash annoying family members in the head with a gravy boat. And with how divisive this country is right now, it’s harder than ever to get along with anyone. It’s good to know that I’m not the only one out there with a completely dysfunctional group of relatives where family dinner looks more like feeding time in the chimp cage. That being said, I friggin’ love this time of year.
I’m getting pretty good at ignoring all the crazy PC wackos that don’t see this time of year for the simple thing that it should be or back-flip in their Doc Martins when I say “Merry Christmas” instead of happy holidays. If you’re so adamant about me not pushing my beliefs on you, stop trying to jam your land of hugs and lollipops crap on me. Find something to be thankful and happy for this year instead of being the constant hemorrhoid to society that you normally are. Quit looking for shit to be offend about and claiming oppression where it doesn’t exist. These PC freaks will never be happy until Christmas is banned, we all over spend on completely useless presents and there is no place left in the word to enjoy a cigar.
I don’t want to sound intolerant but I really don’t care what you believe in or what religion you practice or don’t practice. What bothers me is these wacko fringe groups that go far beyond what the vast majority of the population deems as tolerable and then demand our approval. The problem is that those preaching tolerance are typically the ones who have none. The same people screaming to let a woman do whatever she wants to with HER body are the same ones telling me I can’t light up a cigar because MY body wants one. Just a little something for you to think about while dreaming about finding a naked Jennifer Aniston under the mistletoe.
There are so many larger issues in the world to address that getting upset over calling a Christmas Tree a Christmas Tree just seems to be a complete waste of possible productive energy. We’re on the brink of another civil war and our government is still spending money like a drunken frat boy on spring break in Panama City with a new credit card. We’re missing the boat on teaching our children how alike we are as a society and instead spend every waking hour trying to figure out how to pick a fight
over our ideological differences. The only thing kids have in common now days is that they don’t like math, curfews, cafeteria food and prefer the balance of a Sig Sauer P320 over the firepower of a Glock 45.
It would be nice if only for this one month of the year we can at least pretend to get along with each other and actually mean you’re sorry when trampling a little old lady to save twenty-five bucks on a laptop that was outdated the moment Best Buy ran the ad. My childhood was no Norman Rockwell painting but it is full of memories of friendly people, bright lights and Charlie Brown with his meager little tree. I know that those days of the perfect Christmas were never really quite as perfect as I recall them to be but I won’t let the cynical bastid that I’ve become taint those youthful days of innocence where I slept under the tree on Christmas Eve hoping to see Santa drop off some gifts and then spend the entire day surrounded by my family. I’ll let you celebrate or not celebrate however you please but stop dumping all over everything that is Christmas to me. Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas or whatever seasonal greeting makes you feel better, put hate and intolerance behind you for a few days and lets recall how wonderful you felt as a child surrounded by friends and family so that you can pass that feeling onto somebody else giving them the same golden wrapped memories you forever cherish.
So there you have it Charlie Brown. That’s the true meaning of Christmas.
Don’t forget about our Annual Christmas Party Cigar Exchange on December 4th at Grampa Bears place (153 Hilltop in Allouez) for drinks, dinner and lots of cigars! Mike always has some great eats to fill you belly so please feel free to bring a dish to pass or some snacks to share. You guys know how the rest of it works so bring your exchange gift, your drinks and most importantly your Holiday Cheer for the best kick off event of the Season. See you there!
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amen, brother!