Well it?s that time of year again. As the nights draw in, do you get a slowly ever increasing sense of dread, at all the work you are going to have to do? Remember all those movies about a zombie apocalypse? You know, where human forms slowly lurch across the land, with blank expressions on their faces? Well it comes true every Xmas shopping season.
We are all expected to be good little consumers, and go out and blow our hard earned cash on crap that will hardly be used at all. Be that ornament, or electronic gizmo.
But someone?s got to save the economy, I hear the corporate bean counters cry! Think of the Children!
So this year why not ask your Kith & Kin what they would actually like. What would be useful to you? What would give you pleasure? And if the answer to this question is something simple, like a fluffy towel, or a vibrator, then so be it.
If on the other hand, they reply. I already have everything I need. I?ve got my Rug, and a white Russian. Then you could simply agree not to get each other anything, except, good wishes, and a mutual desire to stick it to The Man.
As for the children, just give them money. Then the little Larry?s can buy whatever the hell they want, even a sports car.
A Toy one of course.