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Christmas rant and ... Not a Christmas rant

SO I heard something today that shows how terribly people are misguided. They read a poem that said "Jesus is the real reason for the season." I SAY NAY NAY! Jesus is the reason for the HOLIDAY, not the season. SOLSTICE is the reason for the season. Let me explain why.

Most theologians and Bible historians (CHRISTIANS, as well as Atheists, I hasten to add.) agree that Jesus was supposedly born sometime around August, September, or maybe even early October circa 4-5 A.D. (A.D. does NOT stand for After Death, it stands for Anno Domini, or Year of Our Lord in Latin. The priest who began this calendar [still in use today] intended to start it on the year Jesus was born. He, apparently, was off.) So why do we celebrate Jesus' birthday on December 25th, instead of in August or September sometime?

A very simple answer, this be. CONVERSIONS. It's pretty much the same story as Halloween. The Catholic Church (Most corrupt organization on the planet, then as well as now.) saw a pagan festival, and rather then put forth the effort of stamping it out entirely, simply reworked it using their own symbols and deities as substitutes for the pagan ones. Solstice is the shortest day of the year, and after it, days must, of course, get longer. The pagans saw this as a time of rebirth, Mother Earth becoming fruitful and hospitable again. Humans are sight-oriented from birth, so daylight is associated with warmth and safety, so it was also seen as a bringing back of the light. Of course, the Catholics can't have that, so they made that day the celebration of the birth of their main deity, Jesus, and how his salvation was the light of the world. Eventually, the pagans converted, after some coercion, and this day become Christmas.

And so, I leave you with this.



(I have no idea why I posted that, but it's freaking catchy, huh?!)

A Free Verse Poem I Found While Cleaning My Room

As I sit in the classroom
My mind screams
LET ME OUT!
This numbing repetition isn't stimulating
This prison of a class doesn't let me work!
When you can shut down entirely and still get an A
But when you are smarter then your entire class
and your GPA is 2.75
Your school is fucked.
The SYSTEM is fucked
I can't justify to myself
doing 37 problems
when there are TWO on the test
and I only need ONE to prove that I can do it.
I can't justify to myself writing an essay
on a guy who died
and doesn't interest me in the slightest.
I can't justify being a slave
a robot
Programmed to spout facts
but not being able to USE anything I know.
I need KNOWLEDGE! I need SUBSTANCE!
Not prattled facts about a dead guy
Or what the shore symbolizes
I could care less about grades
or test scores
and maybe if everyone
decided that they were fed up
If an entire school
or two
or fifty
had an average GPA of 2.75 or less
not failing
but doing only what WE care about
What WE think we will use
but still acing the tests
Maybe people will fucking WAKE UP
and realize
that when smart kids can fail a class
Even though, if you ask, they know every answer
They have learned what you have taught
They just can't justify repeating facts over and over and over again
Maybe then they'll see
All they're doing is crippling the future
Inside this "House of learning"