Merry Christmas

And that is Merry Christmas, that is what I’m going to say to you, deal with it.

I tend not to believe in political correctness. It obscures both honesty and intellectualism. Changing how harassment is pronounced, always having to watch what you say in fear of having some over-sensitive moron take offense. It is idiocy in its purest form.

The reason I say this is because of what I experienced the other day. The IT department had a Christmas party, which wasn’t so much a party as free food and a chance to stop working for a couple hours. But we sat and talked about World of Warcraft, so that’s always fun.

Well, one of my co-workers didn’t attend. Which is fine, I’m the last person to criticize someone for being antisocial. I ask her why she didn’t come, and I am met with a scowl and “I don’t celebrate Christmas.”

Well excuse the hell out of me. We’ll forget for a moment that we had a Hindu and a Muslim at the party. They saw it for what it was, a friendly get together, not a religious event.

I knew right away that she’s the person that ruins everything. She’s the one who takes offense at everything people say that just might, if taken out of context, offend her. She’s the reason people are afraid to say Merry Christmas.

So, this Christmas Season, if you celebrate Christmas, say Christmas. If you celebrate Haunakah, say happy Haunakah. I don’t give a damn, and neither should anyone else. Next person to scowl at me when I say Merry Christmas gets my boot up their ass.

Merry Christmas.

Zel-kun out.