Living in Christmas Hell

I survived the Christmas rush... the souless consumption of consumer goods that marks the end of each year. I guess we all figure we screwed up the rest of the year, so why not just have a big blow-out at then end of the year; spend our money, drink, eat, and thumb our noses at our failures by wracking up huge debt and more stress to follow us into the new year.

Now we are in the post-Christmas madness that means endless return of crap people don't want, the clearance sales, and at least one self-important blow-hard threatening to write corporate because we purposely ruined their kid's Christmas by selling them a faulty toy. WTF?

Stop the madness! How can this be fun? Who actually thinks this is fun? -EO