December 14, 2014, Prescott- I skirted the fringes of a Facebook scuffle over A) which December holiday was better and B) who has any right to say Islam should not be practiced in American schools? Hmmm. The first one seems to be a tussle over pride of place. To my way of thinking, there is plenty of room for all celebrations. Yule, or Winter Solstice, is the oldest, going back to the pre-Christian Celts, at least. Chanukah came next, in terms of chronology. Christmas has the widest appeal, and greatest social cache, worldwide. Modern and values-based, Kwanzaa delivers a viable message that Africans were never, historically, a primitive group of peoples. Festivus? Hey, what the heck, let the good times roll.
This is the time of year when people like myself can sit back and honour a wide variety of religious practices. I still send cards and small gifts to Christian family and friends, and light the Menorah that Penny, Aram and I kept lit, in honour of her family. I can’t chant the blessing, as she did, but the respect is there. I also feel the spark of energy that comes with Solstice, as the days get infinitesimally longer.
Fighting over holidays is as silly as parents fighting at Little League games. I can only wish one and all a peaceful season.