Morgan Brown ‘17 — Christmas begins earlier and earlier each year. Christmas decorations entered stores around Halloween time this year, and 100.3 played Christmas music soon after. Soon enough, twinkling lights will cover buildings, wreaths will hang on front doors, and commercials will begin advertising their holiday sales.
Call me a scrooge or a grinch, but I refuse to help decorate my house or listen to Christmas music until after Thanksgiving.
I feel bad for Thanksgiving. It is just as important of a holiday, one that brings us closer to our families and allows us to pig out without anyone judging us. The holiday holds a significant meaning: it helps us realize what we have to be thankful for in a period of our lives when nothing seems to be enough.
Of course, Christmas provides an opportunity to spend time with family while holding the all important significance of celebrating the birth of Jesus, but let’s not forsake one holiday for the sake of another.
By the time Christmas comes, I am so sick of hearing about it that it is not special anymore.
If we only celebrate Christmas for one fleeting month from the end of Thanksgiving to December 25th, we look forward to it more. Christmas is meant to be a special holiday, one that makes us excited and encourages us to connect with our families. However, spreading Christmas cheer for almost two months eliminates the special aspect of Christmas.
I have just as much Christmas cheer as anyone else. You’d better believe that as soon as Thanksgiving ends, I blast Christmas music constantly, delight in putting our tree up, and wait in anticipation for the holiday to finally come.
But I save my cheer, because I would rather have one special day than risk my Christmas cheer wearing off.
Laura Catron ‘17 — Do you hear what I hear? It’s beginning to sound a lot like Christmas, by which I mean holiday music can be heard over the overwhelming number of people complaining about the fact that it’s playing.
My voice will never be among the naysayers, but amongst the ones demanding figgy pudding. Holiday music is the best part of the holidays, in my opinion. And turning it on at 9 o’clock on Halloween allows one to anticipate the holidays as long as possible. It’s never too early to be excited for something. In the same way, I’ve been anticipating graduation since freshman year. A proper amount of waiting just makes the payoff so much better. And once the snow falls, forget it. I’m in full white Christmas mode by then. The fact that we live in Michigan only helps with this.
The primary reason for being a grinch about holiday music is that it overlooks Thanksgiving, but let’s face it, Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanzaa are all better than Thanksgiving. Sure, it’s a time for family and giving thanks, but so is Christmas. Thanksgiving has all the stress of family and cleaning and shopping without presents. And with so many stores beginning their Black Friday deals on Thanksgiving afternoon, any sentiment of thanks gets overshadowed by American capitalism. Before the pumpkin pie can even be served, half the family is leaving to wait in line at a random warehouse.
Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate Thanksgiving break just as much as the next girl. Who doesn’t? But you can bet your jingle bells that while the turkey is cooking, Carol of the Bells will be on blast at my house. Holiday music just fills me with a sense of joy that nothing else can. All I want for Christmas is for everyone else to feel the same way, but if they want to deny it, then it’s their loss. I’ll rock around the Christmas tree with the rest of the people that listen to holiday music early.