haiku, then philosophy

Busy, busy me
Christmas time is nearly here
and the worlds gone mad

People lose control of themselves when they're Christmas shopping. I swear I've seen old women elbowing each other aside in the aisles because they think the clotted cream mince pies are running out. Chaos. I thought Christmas was a time of good cheer and love and friendship? Not in my shop, it isn't. I think we should go back to the old Victorian ways - give each other token presents and concentrate on a good lash-up instead of bowing to commercialism. Actually, the way the economy is dangling by a thread and clinging on by its fingertips, we may have no choice. By this time next year, so they say, we'll all be unemployed, living below the poverty line and asking the EU banks for a bail-out.
I say close the curtains, shut out the news and the weather, and cuddle up close to the one you love.

There. I have spoken.

RC 12-12-11