Have a Holly Jolly FleeceTime
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For those dozen or so of you who frequent this site, you know we're always interested in words and their meanings, and traditions and their meanings. You might say we go sleuthing for bored gods in every iddy biddy thang.
One of the annual flaps that amuses us the most is the "Christmas v. Holiday" debate. Some people actually lose sleep over whether or not stores should sell stuff under banners that say "Happy Holidays" or "Merry Christmas."
(Except for the occasional mention of Yuletide in Nat King Cole songs or Medieval carols, "Yule" doesn't get a vote. And, come to think of it, where was King Wenceslas going on the Feast of Stephen? What the heck is the Feast of Stephen?)
Let's settle this bitter argument with a term everyone will love and embrace! It's up-to-date and snappy. Something the smart set will love.
Let's call this season FleeceTime.
I told you it was snappy. That capital letter in the middle of the word is all the rage right now.
FleeceTime. Don't you love it? Conjures pictures of happy couples all swathed in posh coats and scarves, strolling village streets, arm-in-arm. And for the Christians, the charming image of a shepherd gently wrapping the baby Mithras ... errrr ... Jesus ... in a lambskin.
Who doesn't love fleece? It's warm and cuddly, and fluffy, and it comes in pretty colors. Rainbow colors in fact. Universal appeal!
So, let's hear it for FleeceTime!
If you don't like this hip new holiday word now, why don't you wait until about January 30 and try rolling it off your tongue again? Because, mark my words, the merchants at the mall are just waiting to fleece you to the max on your credit cards, and maybe even an extension.
So, let's call this holiday what it really is: fleece time.
And let's look at what it really is: A Northern Hemisphere human rite to reclaim the sunlight that becomes so sparse by December 21.
We at "The Gods Are Bored" offer this sane and fair solution to the holiday name game at no charge. See? And you were ready to go and buy some FleeceTime at Wal-Mart!
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