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I'm at low point in my finances right now. As in, "dead broke". I had $80 to spend on Xmas crap. Yes, I'm a computer programmer. Or rather, I was a computer programmer. In two years, I made over 1000 job contacts and got exactly seven weeks of work. So right now, I am bushed.
There's really only one word for what I have been feeling: humiliation. There are times I would prefer to hide where no one could find me, and live entirely within myself. I'm almost at that point now, but it doesn't work as well as I thought it would.
I would surely love to buy expensive gifts for everybody in my family, but that's impossible. I ended up buying things I thought would be needed and/or enjoyed. Given a $80 budget, I think I did fairly well. But still, but still ...
Christmas has become an almost completely internal thing for me. Music and lights, lights and music. Haven't been to a party in years. Don't have kids -- fortunately, given current circumstances. (I'd love to have kids, but in spite of being a godless, wicked Libbrul, I still think of being married to someone of a similar mind as a necessary pre-condition.)
"Remember the Reason for the Season" says the announcer in the ad they play once an hour on the Christmas Music radio station. "The birth of Jesus Christ." I don't blame Jesus, not one little bit. The moneychangers came back to the temple, and their American franchise is the biggest and most successful.
Congress adjourned without passing an unemployment extention. It won't affect me, but it will affect millions of people who have been rendered uncompetitive by Enronomics. Merry Christmas from those devout Christians who are now the Masters of the Universe.
But still ... this is a temporary thing. The greatest gift of all -- after our own lives -- is The Future. I've always felt that my personal existence was an amazingly good fluke of nature. But it's the fact that existence itself will continue, even after mine has ceased, that really astounds me. It's like Santa Claus' sack of "toys" was the real cause of the Big Bang.
So it really isn't all that bad. This year, I'm going to make the effort to observe Kwanzaa. After all the rightist bitching and moaning about how it's just A Black Thing and it's Politically Correct, a week-long holiday based around affirming the positive things in life without spending a ton of money impresses me as being ... necessary.
--bkl
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