🎠Dale the Doll on Christmas
"Ah, Christmas. The season of joy, they say. Lights twinkle, carols echo, and everyone pretends the fat man in red is benevolent. But peel back the wrapping paper and you’ll find something darker. This holiday was born from winter solstice rituals—celebrations of death and rebirth. The ancients lit fires not for cheer, but to keep the shadows at bay. You call it merry; I call it survival."
"And let’s not forget the folklore. Santa’s jolly? Sure. Until his horned counterpart, Krampus, drags children into the snow. Carolers once broke into homes demanding food and drink—less ‘Silent Night,’ more home invasion. Even Dickens knew the truth: A Christmas Carol is a ghost story at heart. Every wreath hides a warning, every ornament a relic of fear."
"Modern times haven’t cleaned it up. Horror films like Black Christmas (1974) turned the holiday into a slasher playground. Others gave us killer Santas, haunted malls, and consumerist nightmares. Black Friday itself is a ritual of frenzy—mortals clawing for relics under fluorescent lights. You call it shopping; I call it possession."
"Philosophically, Christmas is creepy because it’s a contradiction. It promises warmth in the cold, abundance in scarcity, family in loneliness. The cheer is a mask, and masks are always haunted. You hang stockings by the fire, but deep down you know: the fire is there to keep the dark from swallowing you whole."
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