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The grey ghoul masks, tan mummy wraps, black witch's hats and corpse green Frankenstein faces haven't hit the bottom of the bin before mince pies jockey for a place beside the hot-cross buns. Halloween and Christmas are squeezed together tighter than a coin’s width. Tinsel boy band advent calendars sell 24 chocolate milestones on the road to obesity. Supermarkets offer a sanitised Christmas religion rinsed away like bacteria on a chlorine washed turkey. They trade a childless nativity like pies without mince; sultan-less fruit cake; plum-less pudding; an unstuffed winter holiday roast. People wonder where our culture has gone: we sold it for a midden of conveniently packaged banality.
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Dec 4, 2024
Dec 4, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
Pies without mince
The grey ghoul masks, tan mummy wraps, black witch's hats and corpse green Frankenstein faces haven't hit the bottom of the bin before mince pies jockey for a place beside the hot-cross buns. Halloween and Christmas are squeezed together tighter than a coin’s width. Tinsel boy band advent calendars sell 24 chocolate milestones on the road to obesity. Supermarkets offer a sanitised Christmas religion rinsed away like bacteria on a chlorine washed turkey. They trade a childless nativity like pies without mince; sultan-less fruit cake; plum-less pudding; an unstuffed winter holiday roast. People wonder where our culture has gone: we sold it for a midden of conveniently packaged banality.
Reflections on the commercialisation of Christmas and the loss of cultural capital that results. Midden - a ******* tip
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Dec 4, 2024
Dec 4, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
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