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Sunday, December 9, 2012

Christmas In Gaza

The house looks pretty good. Garland around the windows, wreaths hung,lights on the house, a Christmas tree decorated. It looks like Christmas and a party is scheduled for Saturday. There will be a piano player, bartender, well, the Mexican Monkey will be a bartender, if he can keep from getting drunk while tending bar, sandwiches, Santa Claus hats and lots of people. But with all that, it's kind of lonely.

Us and the neighbors directly across the street are the only ones that put up displays and neither of us are religious. Is Christianity dying out? It is here, Little Israel had some sort of ritual thing going on last night. Some kind of wailing song being sung and Little Iran was dark and quiet, which I guess they do this time of year. It's all sort of strange, a kind of other world look to the hood with two house directly across from one another lit up like it was Christmas and down the block on either side, nothing, just one house after another looking the same as they did six months ago.

So here we sit, all dressed up and no one else to dance with except each other. Me and the guy across the street, encouraging each other that the other has the best lights. Hell, the only lights for the holiday.

Even though I'm not religious, It is nice to spiff up the place for winter. It make it feel like winter by stringing lights and decorating trees. In fact, with religion out of the picture, it's more fun. There is no guilt factor, no sins to be forgiven or church services to attend. It makes for a better holiday and I suppose that someday, the lights, wreathes and festivities will turn into a seasonal thing rather than a religious thing and everyone will join in lighting up the hood, having a party and enjoying a cold winter day.

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