Damn it. Now that song’s stuck in my head.
Well, happy Bodhi Day everyone! That’s right. It’s December 8th and that means it’s Bodhi Day, the Big Fat Buddhist December Holiday. It’s the day commemorating the enlightenment of the historical Buddha, and you know what means. It’s time for an entry from the front lines of the War on Christmas.
I’m feeling a little punchy today. You’ll have to forgive me. But I’ve been so damned serious lately I thought some satire might be in order.
First and foremost, I think it needs repeating this holiday season: there is no war on Christmas.
It’s just a simple matter of the establishment clause. The government shall make no law respecting the establishment of religion. I think anyone, Christians especially, should respect that law. Here’s why: if we do away with the establishment clause, what makes you think that the U.S. government will establish your religion in the first place? The first amendment does two things: first, it makes sure that people who don’t want to be religious don’t have to be. And second, it makes sure that people who want to be religious can be.
Moving on, I think it’s high time religious conservatives stop worrying about the fact that retailers are putting up signs saying “Happy Holidays” instead of “Merry Christmas.” Retailers are doing this so they don’t offend people because people who get offended generally don’t give their money to the offender. It’s good business. So stop worrying about this trumped up war on Christmas and go watch What Would Jesus Buy. (I haven’t seen this movie, but it looks fantastic. If anyone has seen it, do tell.)
Moving even further on, like I said, today is Bodhi Day. It’s the day we celebrate the day the Buddha became enlightened thus proving that enlightenment is possible for any of us, for all of. So, in honor of all this enlightenment, Dana, her family and I are going to do something down right apt: we’re going to go out and buy a Christmas tree.
Happy Bodhi Day. Happy Chanukah. Happy Winter Solstice, Kwanza, and Boxing Day while I’m at it. And for Christ’s sake, Happy Christmas.
(Imagine Tiny Tim popping here, god bless us, every one!)