| Dec. 10th, 2009 @ 11:52 am Tradition. |
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I'm re-posting this from last year.
It's still important to me. I'd like to make a stronger effort to go hunting this year. Anyone want to join me?
"I'm done observing a Christian consumer holiday.
I used to celebrate the solstice, but I'm not pagan anymore either.
I don't have kids, and my family should respect my right to not participate in gift exchange. I don't want presents. I just want to relax and do my own thing.
I know family expects to hang out. That's fine. There's no reason I can't have them over for dinner or something.
So, I'm making up my own holiday. I want to celebrate what it means to be a basic human. Holiday traditions like salted meats, hard breads, fruit cakes and jams were born out of preservation. I respect these traditions. They give people a sense of how their ancestors lived.
Buying a fruitcake at the store if fucking pointless. Just like every other bit of tacky Christmas tradition. Plastic mistletoe, fake snow, decorating a dead tree, whatever... people barely know why they have these traditions in the first place.
The first thing I'm going to do is kill something small, prepare and eat it.
I'm not a hunter, and I live in the city, so I'll have to make do with what I can. The Asian market has live frogs. It's not exactly killing a deer, but it's a start, and stuffed frog sounds tasty.
I'll make some bread while I'm at it. Basic, simple ingredients.
So yeah, that's my holiday. If people need gifts, I'll give them jams I made over the summer.
If it goes well, maybe I'll up the ante and hunt some wabbits." |
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