How will you celebrate the New Year, so will you spend it? Everyone was captured by this senseless and merciless "New Year's spirit". But some have a completely different opinion about the cult of the New Year.
I was sick of the New Year cult in our country. This is a forced celebration without any weighty, in my opinion, reason. The completion of the 365-day cycle, when my planet orbits the star, does not in any way affect the monotonous flow of my life. I do not understand why one should rejoice on this day. I sincerely don’t understand.
I don't know how to sign New Year's cards. Congratulations, perhaps, with the fact that this year is over? Well, it's over - and okay, it does not cause any emotions in me. Can someone explain to me what exactly is being celebrated on this day? The triumph of the cyclical nature of being? Rather, it should remind of the futility of all progress and upset. But who is upset? Everyone was captured by this senseless and merciless "New Year's spirit".
This magic formula is annoying: "As you celebrate the New Year, so you will spend it." Luring abundance, success and other goodies with the help of ritual absorption of Olivier with champagne and shamanic dances around a decorated tree. XXI century, damn it! The ancient Druidic tunes are alive in the hearts of the most Orthodox Russian people in the world! I know why the Soviet authorities placed such an emphasis on celebrating the New Year, and not on the traditional Christian Christmas, but all these trees and Santa Clauses, like the hated babies with Madonnas, are religious symbols, albeit pagan. So there was no real "scientific atheism".
Christmas, I can still understand, this is still a reason for someone's joy - the birth of this Christ of yours. Although, from the point of view of a believer in all this, Christmas is a secondary holiday after Easter. Well, okay, let's leave these theological subtleties.
Marketers cultivate the New Year, it is a fact. How much money is spent on the bustle of the New Year, how happy the shopkeepers are, how bored their forced sellers are! You have to buy new balls for the Christmas tree, so that the neighbors would be jealous, gifts to all friends and not so people, so that it would be decent to eat someone else's Olivier at a party, this very Olivier still needs to be crumbled, and a solemn outfit should be purchased, in all the subtleties of Chinese mysticism (so as not annoy the Great Goat, this time, it seems, Blue and Wooden), and all that jazz. Celebration of consumer culture. Disgusting.
This holiday also makes all quiet recluses like me remember that from the point of view of absolutely maddened by "jinglebells" from all the cracks of society, they, quiet recluses, are psychopaths and losers. After all, you need to share the general joy, write to someone a dozen of congratulatory rhymes of varying degrees of idiocy and observe all these social rituals. During the rest of the year, you don't have to do this, but this Great Holiday catches up with everyone, damn it.
So, for all reasonable people, I wish not to be imbued with mass neo-pagan madness. And let everyone else spend money: it's good for them.
