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Monday, November 15, 2004 Call Me Scrooge (for another two weeks) Christmas is my favorite holiday--or season, as the case may be--and that time of year used to start after Thanksgiving. But I don't know if I've just missed the transition in recent years, but this year Christmas started after Halloween. Halloween. Somehow going from ghouls and witches to baby Jesus and evergreens is a bit sudden of a change, at least in my book. I kid you not, a week ago I was in a car without a CD player (my music player of choice) and was flipping through the radio dial when I discovered that one Detroit station has already started to play a continuous string of Christmas carols. And as much as I love those songs, I don't want to hear them for another two weeks. Likewise, my roommate Steph, who works for Godiva, says that all of their decorations are up already--they've been for a while, actually--and Starbucks is covered with white paper wreaths. When I was at Meijer yesterday I saw stacks of candy canes and red- and green-foiled chocolates; Alex was actually confused at first and thought that they were leftover Halloween candies on sale. But no, the over-commercialization of American culture creeps upon us steadily, and who hasn't felt the pressure to start Christmas shopping? You know the stores can get away with jumping into tinsel-clad displays so quickly because we the people are buying into this as a culture; they're selling merchandise as soon as they bring it out, so of course they'll continue to move up the start dates every year. I, for one, refuse to think about buying presents until the day after Thanksgiving. We need to stop the madness. Anyone else with me? ^ Top | 5:37 AM | | | 
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