Everything Has A Limit

The "holiday season" decorations are up in Carnaby Street. At least, I think that they are holiday season decorations. In reality they resemble little more than a Carl Andre installation in a minimalist 1980s home. Sort of silver and aluminum pendants hanging down, rotating listlessly in the wind.

Any signs of "Christmas" decorations are utterly banned these days, as far as I can see, although this seems a bit odd in a society that is meant to celebrate diversity. As a GOM-elect, I am of course heartily opposed to Christmas, which I hate with a passion. I'd like to see it abandoned completely. I have no objection to working between December 24th and January 1st (although it's a bit hard for me to do so, since the office is efectively closed). It's working between January 1st and December 24th that pisses me off.

If Christmas couldn't be abandoned, then I guess the second-best thing would be to follow the line of Jerry Stiller (Ben Stiller's dad, BTW, for those of you who like irrelevant synchronicity) in Seinfeld, who invented "Festivus" and used an aluminium pole in place of a Christmas tree. Clearly the people putting up the "festive" decorations in Carnaby Street are having a subtle in-joke. It's Festivus that we are celebrating in Carnaby Street this year, not Christmas. Seinfeld rules.