Happy or Merry, Mammonmas!

Praise the Goddess! Nearly all us Druids here at the CB had a merry, happy and interesting Winter Solstice. The single exception was Ray, my bosom companion. During most of the holiday, Ray was merry and happy, but for some of it he was tormented, maybe needlessly. However, even for Ray, all the holiday long was, interesting. And, we are all looking forward to Imbolc and our corresponding Winter Weed Festival.

But many of the Christians, Muslims and Jews, oh my, they’ll be at it to the end, ignored the important Winter Solstice entirely. I bet a vast majority of them don’t even know there was a Winter Solstice. Noper, most of that crowd knows nothing about nature and could care less. They’ll miss out on Imbolc too, entirely.

But harking back to former days when I was an ignoramus Christian, I can remember when the baby Jesus gave me a BB gun for Christmas. In those bygone days, the baby Jesus personally delivered all the presents to good little boys, like me. As soon as baby Jesus pulled my new BB gun out of his swaddling clothes and forked it over, I went out and shot some sparrows with my new BB gun. My eidatic memory reveals that they were members of the genus Spizella. I am very sorry I shot those sparrows to this day. That was shameful, ignorant behavior. Shame on me.

Let’s see though. Where am I? Er. Yepper, tis the season to be jolly, ho- ho- horama. Off everyone goes, shopping. Naturally maybe, most of us feel like we need to give the economy a boost this time of year and buy more stuff. In the spirit of giving, we give all the stuff we buy, away. But that’s OK because the way it works is, we get stuff too, presents. But you may recall who is actually in charge of the economy. Yep, that’s right, the Demon Mammon is in charge of the economy. The Demon Mammon, plus all the his little helper Advertising Imps, are putting in all kinds of OT these days. They deserve some official recognition.

Go for it ecumenical boosters. Regardless of which Sun God sect you hold nominal membership in, you all worship Mammon. So cut the bullshit. Happy or merry, Mammonmas!!!!

Hark! Here’s my bosom companion, Ray. I see, Ray from the glow of your bright, shiny countenance that the possibly needless torment you suffered recently has abated.

Indeed, my bosom companion, my very smart sister contrived all that torment for my own good, and I have, as a result, navigated another whirlpool on the long swim or float to full matriculation. Just like Moses, I have been drawn from the water and my noggin is now avidly slurping upon the Ample Bosoms, just like Moses once slurped with his noggin.

Moses?

Yepper, my Sun God training has revealed that a Goddess has to remove a Sun God Trainee from the water as he swims or floats along in the treacherous waters toward the full matriculation that some call the birth of a star. Just like Moses, I am drawn from the water.

All righty then! That makes a lot of sense Ray. That’s the sunny side, Ray.

Yepper. Plus it’s time for my delicious cinnamon bun. Tell you what Crumby, you should accompany me, and I shall purchase a delicious cinnamon bun, that shall be every morsel as delicious a cinnamon bun as my delicious cinnamon bun, fer ye.

All righty then!!!!