Today, while going to work, I noticed many a Christmas tree on many a treelawn. What looks so wonderful in December apparently is only fit for the garbage collectors in January. As I've noted
before, Christmas trees are a strange tradition. I still don't understand how killing a tree celebrates life. Furthermore, the whole tradition seems like a lot of work for little gain. People go out and buy a tree, drag it into the house, and then, a couple of weeks later, throw it out. Why not spend time doing something else?
In any case, the tree I didn't kill continues to live happily outside (well, as happy as trees get anyway--it's bloody cold out at the moment).
Contrary to how we more typically personify Christmas trees in advertisements, stories, and so forth as being happy for the holidays, I bet they really hate Christmas.
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