Me, I loved "Dogma". I got a copy, and I'm going to show it to my mother. After all, she liked "The Killer Condom"!
Sheesh...I'm still trying to get Mom to watch "Much Ado About Nothing" with me, and that one came out in 1993! Shrek? No problem. Monsters Inc? She bought it the day it came out on video. She'd never even
heard of "that Kevin Smith guy," until she caught an ad for "Jay And Silent Bob Strike Back."
But Kevin Smith's view of organized religion? Brilliant! Funny! And it's got
Alan Rickman! Really, what more do ya need?
There are a lot of religions out there, and invariable some people will step on each other's toes. So what? I'm an athiest, but I don't jump up in outrage anytime someone mentions God, The Goddess, or any other permutation thereof to me. (Only when they actively try to jam it down my throat.)
I'm a Pagan who's sung many a requiem mass and religiously-themed Christmas carol. Pretty music, isn't it? My personal favorite is "O Come, O Come Emmanuel." Nice one to hum whilst setting up my altar.
Besides, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't "I Have a Little Dreidel" not really religious? Not all songs associated with Xmas are religious; you don't sing "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" in Church. The Dreidel song seems to be about a children's game. And I've heard that the dreidel was originally a gambling device, like dice. (Again, if anyone knows better than I do, feel free to correct me.)
Erg...I
think that's right, but don't quote me on it. And a lot of "Christmas" songs seem to have nothing to do with Christmas. Ever hear a little ditty by this guy, John Pierpoint, called, oh, "Jingle Bells"? Listen to those lyrics sometime. Not one mention of Christmas or Christianity.
And now I must sleep so that I may be better able to deal with the two-hour drive to Atlanta in the morning. Bleh.
Woo wee. Maybe I'll see you. (Hah!) I still have your present from last year...
Spiffy. It was a suprisingly stress-free drive this time around. The cops were out in force along I-20, which might have something to do with that, I s'pose. Although that last leg into Atlanta had me fighting off the highway hypnosis. At least Bobbi (yes, I drive a blue car. You expected another name?
) behaved herself the whole trip down.
And I'll shut up now, because I'm sure everyone's getting sick of my babbling.
Cheers!
Ryuu