Paza Sauti
And what is the true meaning of Christmas you ask my friends?
- It is definitely not the depressing replaying of slow jingle filled play lists that constitutes carols but the constant rumble of Mario by Franco from the row of bars at the local shopping center open all 8 days of the week including sunday.
- It is not the singing about a good for nothing donkey named Rudolf and his red nose but about the nameless goat that just graduated summa cum laude to a half rack of ribs after years of intentional fattening just for this moment.
- It is not about uncontrolled spending in buying of stuff the recipient will probably return if not re-gifted, but the sharing of stories and tales that are ceremoniously repeated by a certain relative 3 cousins deep that always feature a new twist every year.
- Its never about a fat fictional old man who climbs down chimneys at night in the name of delivering gifts to thy young children (i think that's psycho and under psychological evaluation Santa/father Christmas would at some level qualify as a class A pedophile but that's just me thinking) .. but about genuine appreciation of time spent with thy children.
- I don't know about you but playing in sub-zero temperatures is not something I'd want to do for long periods of time, even when the event is referred to as sledging. I'm liable to catch a cold. people do die of pneumonia ladies and gentlemen.
- Do we really have to resort to spiking our milk to stay cheerful in this frigid temperatures so we can call this the good times, when we would all be requesting the next tusker baridi to quench that baada ya kazi.
Now that's is the REAL meaning of Christmas.
happy holidays everyone and have a merry merry Christmas
credits to darling.
