Friday, or should I say “Black Friday,” as this is the day retailers are in the black when all the sales are tallied, saw people fighting over parking spaces. One store I saw had valet parking for their shoppers. Two “men” shot each other to death in a Toys ‘R’ Us store in California and back east a store worker was trampled to death by overzealous shoppers when they surged their way into a store to purchase goods at super savings over the regular price.
Ladies and gentlemen, I hate to throw water on your white-hot buying frenzy, but Christmas is the birthday of Jesus Christ, savior to millions of Christians and other people the world over. Jesus isn’t around in the flesh any longer but if he were, and despite his age, what would be a nice present for him to honor his birth? Would he want a huge digital high definition television? Would he want a fur coat or a new truck? What would Jesus want for his birthday present from us? Would he want us to patrol the shopping malls like so many sharks as we search for not only a place to park, but also try to find just the perfect present?
How would he feel if we trampled a store clerk in our zeal to buy that all-important product that is marked down to a ridiculously low price? I wonder if that store clerk’s family will have a merry Christmas now that their loved one is no longer with them.
We Americans are like so many hogs seeking the slop trough when it comes to buying Christmas presents. We gluttonously have to have the biggest, cheapest, most adorable and exquisite presents for our loved ones to put under the Christmas tree there is and seemingly pay no heed to the fact that we have lost sight of the entire reason we even have a Christmas season at all. We as a world have lost sight of the purpose of Christmas and yet it is such a simple thing to begin with. It’s the celebration of the birthday of Jesus Christ, the savior of the world, nothing more and nothing less. And a store clerk was trampled to death by shoppers. I tell you, we all need to look in a mirror and regroup our psyche on this matter. A store clerk was trampled to death opening the store for shoppers. I’m sure Jesus knows of this tragedy and his eyes are full of tears of anger and sadness all at once in total disbelief that anything like this would happen in a celebration of his birth.
Shame on us as a people for even allowing situations to build to the point that things like this can happen. I am embarrassed and saddened by this, and know full well that there is nothing I can do to bring back that store clerk except to make folks like you aware of how crazy and silly we’ve gotten over Christmas in general.
Oh, yeah, merry Christmas.
Larry Wilson is a 50-year resident of Sparks and a retired elementary school teacher. You can contact him at email@example.com.