Christmas is the most surreal holiday of the year. Where the ghost of Christmas past mingles with an old man in a white beard. Where a cosmic infant causes a super nova to burst above a tiny middle eastern village the sky and makes people bow down and pay him homage for several thousand years. Where Sugar plum fairies dance with bizarre snow people who never seem to melt.
For a short time each year half the population decides its going to be extra nice and the other half become grumpy old bastards who hate the world. Some are giddy with joy while others just want to cut their throats (and often times do)
Do we really notice how surreal this season truly is? Probably not. We close our eyes to the holiday havoc bursting around us and either embrace the madness or try to avoid it. But it comes each year regardless and we are sent tumbling into its maelstrom of lights, forced cheer, eggnog and roasting nuts.
Let us acknowledge the psychotic Christmas world around us. Let us see the tree through the tinsel. And let us never forget that strangeness which we all suffer through each year and try to forget the moment New Years hits. This is Christmas!