Monday, February 4, 2008

9 Mile Pile-up

I knocked the damn letter out of the park. My sisters sent me copies of theirs, and its actually almost more sad than funny.

T wanted to know if they just wrote

DAD DEAD
WE MAD
GIVE MONEY


And no, they did not. (But if they had, I hope it would have been in crayon.) They attempted to conjure feelings for the man that obviously, if they had, their behavior would have been/be drastically different. I am the only one that wrote more than a page. (Three, in fact.)

I can tell that my one sister, who was also present at the time of dad's death, harbors more resentment towards me than I thought she did about the fact that dad would speak to me at the hospital and not her. (Or anyone else, really.) I am sure it was because dad heard my voice more often than anyone elses, or the fact that I had no problem yelling at him to be heard when he had no hearing aids in. (Which he did not.) But I suppose she is feeling a little left out--I know that she knew that she was not the favorite child. (My father was terrible at playing favorites. Terrible. If/when I have children I will do everything in my power to never behave similarly.)

I cannot tell anyone that their grief is wrong, and she is totally allowed to feel any way she needs to, so long as it is honest.

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I may stab a man if I don't quit my job soon.

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Have I mentioned that I hate Valentines Day? I hate Valentines Day. More than Christmas. It's so, so dumb. (Also, I know the real meaning of Valentines day, and, as usual, am so impressed with the American way of taking holidays and creating some mythos around them that have nothing really to do with the origional meaning[some loose reference, sure.] and turning it into a capitalistic festival. See Samhain, Eostre, Saturnalia, Yule,{Christmas? About the Sun? Sun with a 'u', not an 'o'? What?} for clarification. Oh, and Jesus was born in July, by most accounts.)

Enough of that, I will just get mad.

Too late.

I have no problem with how our holidays are celebrated. I do, however, have a problem with people being ignorant of the past. Telling people who do believe in these things that they are going to "hell". Am I going to hell because I believe that Columbus sailed in 1492? History is history, people. I am not trying to offend anyone, nor am I trying to say that Christianity is wrong--I accept why they chose the dates that they did--(More on that in a minute)--But not even a nod to the native cultures? Really?

The dates of most christian holidays fall on dates of pagan holidays. When christianity sent missionaries across the globe, and even before that, when christianity was beginning to boom, it was easier to get people to be ok with changing their faith if they still had the same festivals.....but slowly changed the meanings.

That was a bad explaination. I apologise. Read up on it, if you like. Or, condemn me to hell, that works too. Whichever.

Anyway.

(Still no spell check? Fuck. Again, I'm sorry.)