I wasn’t sure I should write this blurb; I mean the world ends December 21, doesn’t it? Hey, I got a flash: maybe ONLY Mayans are targeted for extinction. Why not? The Long Count Calendar belongs to them. We’ve superseded it with the Roman calendar. Unconnected thought: Isn’t it amazing that those who don’t believe in God believe in magic, vampires, werewolves, and aliens? The same people also believe in Mayan intellect. I wrote once before that it’s tough to give any credibility to a people who played basketball with human skulls and torture-sacrificed children to an agricultural deity. Talk about ignorance and superstition! I’ve been listening to and enjoying familiar Christmas songs over the radio for the past two weeks, and became aware that 90-percent are recordings by dead people. I started listening carefully to the rich tone of the musical arrangements, the skilled musicians, and thoughtful, timeless lyrics. Know what? They used to really know how to write, arrange, and perform music. Just for that I pulled up some moldy oldies from Patti Page, Jo Stafford, June Christy, Nat “King” Cole, and Perry Como on YouTube. Again, the arrangements were full, and the voices were rich with distinctive tone. The singers did not have to push or shout. As a listener, one loses himself in the song. We have a few today like them; namely, Canadians Diana Krall and Michael Buble. The rest of today’s crowd (for the last 20 years) mainly fronts a group of dancers performing what looks like aerobics while whining in incredibly annoying adolescent voices backed by a chorus to a thumping bass line and overpowering drums. That’s all the screaming audience can and wants to hear. They’re in it for the “event” not to hear “talent”. Good thing ‘cause there ain’t any. Almost every song (?) is boringly similar. Pure rubbish. But the stuff sells. Given the last election results, it’s not surprising. PERSONAL NOTE added 12/24/2012: While singers like Patti Page and Jo Stafford always looked classy and dressed with good taste they always came off as sexy without trying. Many of the lady singers of today attempt to be sexy by how they act, speak, and dress--always trying to have some kind of "edge" (probably on advice from the "industry"). The problem is that they come off slutty, don't you think? Again I was reminded by some limp-wristed, sissified citizens that a few people MAY be offended by holiday lights, music, trees, and Nativity scenes. My reply: Too bad. I’m not sure who “those people” are, but suspect they’re atheists or agnostics who spin left like crazy. The libs and politically correct crowd just hate to see anyone having fun. They want to turn the world into a dull black-and-white photograph with command-and-control by a proletariat. Don’t take my word for it; ask anyone who’s lived in Serbia, Croatia, etc, etc. See here’s the thing: I’ve lived in the Middle East and count a number of Islamic and Jewish people as friends—and I’m talking FRIENDS not acquaintances! None of them give a rat’s ass about trees, music, and decorations. As a matter of fact, most enjoy them. That goes for the Muslims who live in the Middle East as well. A friend named Ghassan told me they really enjoy the displays in Lebanon. You see, Islam also believes in the virgin birth created by the breath of heaven. Christmas trees were created in Germany and are a secular (not religious) display. Ditto for lights and Santa Claus stuff. Say, do you suppose the name Santa Claus originated from some toddler not being able to clearly pronounce Saint Nicolas? I do. By the way, separation of church and state is not mandated in the Constitution or the Federalist Papers. Don’t believe me? Look it up, lazy bones. While you’re at it, make a New Year’s resolution to do your own thinking. Here’s how to handle Nativity scenes if you’re in local government and want such a display on government property. Rename the scene a “three-sided homeless shelter” from antiquity. Surely the Wall Street Occupiers and the give-away government “brain surgeons” couldn’t have a problem with that, could they? Come to think of it, they may: Nancy Pelosi looks like she could play the lead in a remake of BRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN renamed BRIDE OF THE GRINCH. Merry Christmas, Joyeaux Noel, and Pretige Keersdagen… and (in memory of Mel Brooks) May the Schwartz be with you! By Gene Myers
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