It’s that time of year again. That time of year that brings more emotional conflict than which kind of ice cream I want for dinner.
The time of year that makes me an unwilling curmudgeon in a season of love and peace.
It’s the Christmas Season. The season of love, of giving, of a baby being born in Bethlehem. The season of helping those less fortunate than you, the season of old traditions and new beginnings.
The TV shows. The TV commercials. Online postings. Social media. The hints, the innuendos, the facts. My poor old heart is having a harder and harder time sifting through the sentimental stuff.
Perhaps it’s just my age showing. But I am inclined to think it is more the advertising industry taking advantage of my sentimental, over-emotional heart.
And I don’t like it.
I’ve already seen TV commercials about kids making video books for grandpa about his life with their (obviously deceased) grandma. I’ve seen poor, starving dogs united with fosters and adoptees who will give them a better life. I’ve seen lonely people make friends and the solo star of Bethlehem sparkle above a cold Earth, all to the tune of slow, sad music.
I’m sure you know I’m the last person in the world to be anti-Christmas. Last to be anti-emotional. I love my kids and grandkids and my friends and family to the moon and back. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make their lives better.
But I’m also tired of getting teary-eyed and having my emotions flicked every time I turn around.
In my own defense, I am a sentimental crybaby. I admit that. Always have been. Get all teared up listing to others share their crying jags on this movie or that movie. Crying when the dog dies, the mother dies, when the tree dies.
Advertisers know how to manipulate our emotional strings with visions of old people and young people and just the right music and sentiment, throwing in the product as almost a side-step maneuver.
And I resent being manipulated.
I know there is a percentage of the population that is cold hearted about Christmas and any other thing having to do with humanity. That’s their problem. We don’t need people like that in our lives anyway.
There are far more people who help others EVERY day — not just during jingle bell season. We don’t need to be told to do so at any particular time of year. We help all the time in all sorts of situations.
A little encouragement to love each other never hurts, of course. But to sentimentalize every thought and passing we have is a little cruel to those of us who tear up at thoughts of our lost family members or days gone by or the days of Christmas past.
I guess the best solution is to cut out TV and social media for the next 22 days. Which isn’t such a bad idea at all. In fact, I should shun the entertainment world for the next 22 months. I should also skip any puppy/baby/grandparents scenario with a Christmas tree in the background on Facebook.
But awww…. those cute little faces…… sniff……
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Oh yes, I think 2020 will be magic for us ! 😀
We BOTH are going to have a magical 2020!
You are right about that, it is very commercialised now, I hate shopping in December, it’s like people are different then and it looks as if they have multiplied :D. And if we can have peace one day for Christmas why can’t there be peace always ? I am always amazed that in war zones they can stop fighting a few days during Christmas and afterwards go on as if Christmas never happened!!!!!Anyway, I hope you will have a great Christmas with your family and I wish you a magical 2020 !
I think that is the perfect compromise.
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I love your response. That is how I try to spend my time. I cant stand commercials, and I’ve spent too much time with TV in the background when I’m working on the computer and not music. I already know that this is commercial season everywhere. It’s probably the best time of the year to turn everything off except for music and really concentrate on what brings me real pleasure.
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I love the magic of Christmas, but believe we should live it every day. Not just one day a year.
So true. I am a child in so many ways, though…just hate having my heart strings pulled all the time.
To quote Erma Bomback: “the saddest thing is to wake up Christmas morning and not be a child”
I don’t like Christmas either. It is fun for some but not for most people, the lonely people, the poor people….and ofcourse the ones who died, who were supposed to be there with the rest of us….
……and not the doggie 😭
I recommend liberal use of the mute button while watching media.
Ha! Me too! I don’t mindccx the tears when its something directly related to me, but someone elses grandpa with no grandma? Please…too sad.
I hear you but we wouldn’t be who we are without the odd meltdowns at Christmas time. If it wasn’t TV or social media it would be something else. A Christmas card in the mail with a nice note in it, a familiar Christmas song on the radio or a child all excited to see Santa in the mall. They all give me leaky eyes. I just keep the tissues handy. xo
Reblogged this on Blue Dragon Journal and commented:
I don’t do TV or social media. Just blog and write. And ignore commercials and mail flyers. It is a choice what you do or don’t focus upon this time of the year. Me… go for a walk, read a good book and listen to fine music, cook a nice meal, share conversation with an interesting friend. And enjoy the Season of Light. Blessings all…