We’re killing ourselves with Christmas, and media are to blame
KAMLOOPS — If I have to listen to one more Christmas song, or watch one more made-for-TV Christmas movie, it’ll be one too many.
I understand the commercialization of Christmas, and I’m OK with it — everybody’s gotta make a buck. But my real issue is with the media.
I know there’s magic in the air and we should be decking the halls and roasting chestnuts. But, for crying out loud, how many more movies do we need about an impossibly attractive big-city upcoming executive who gets sent to her home town to shut down the factory and put everybody out of work, but discovers true love with her also impossibly attractive high-school sweetheart who stayed behind to become the town handy man, and so on and so on?