Xmas? What a crock of shit. Well, I mean in addition to the complete lack of sense to be found anywhere within the religious belief system called Christianity. Don’t get me wrong, you know that I love to bash Christianity just as much as the average middle-eastern suicide bomber. But today I have a much more superficial bone to pick with this holiday.
So “Xmas” is it? What the hell is that from? People just got too damn lazy to write the name (they only have to write the last name, mind you) of their supposed only lord and savior so they decided “Oh what the hell, just make it two diagonal lines.” Yeah, that sounds like a proper god-fearing thing to say. Actually, if you really want to know, the whole “Xmas” thing is from Greek. “ΧÏιστος” is “Christ” in Greek so people just decided to take the first letter of that (the “X”, in case you can’t count to 1) and just shove that infront of what’s left. Thus, “Xmas.” Clever, eh?
Well, in order to further our extreme laziness as a species, I think we should shorten Christmas even more. This whole “Xmas” thing is far too long and painful to write or type. But have no fear, I have found an ingenious solution. The “mas” part of “Christmas” obviously is yet another shortened version of a word. This time the word is “mass,” meaning that religious gathering thing where you sit and church for hours praying for it to be over. The Greek word for “mass” is “λειτουÏγία.” So, following the previously set pattern, we should just take the first letter from that word and shove it on the end of our new name for the celebration of the supposed birth of Jesus. Xλ. There we go. Done. Well, the whole “λ” thing might be a problem since few people can find the “λ” button on their keyboard, so let’s just change that to “A.” It’s close enough, right? So now we have XA. That is all well and good for writing down, but it is entirely too long to use in casual conversation. We should just shorten it to a vocal uttering. Something like “za.” But more guttural. You know, something that rattles the phlegm in your throat. “igszah.” There, beautiful. What a wonderful way to communicate about the imaginary universe that way too many people seem to think exists. Well, from me to all of you suckers who honestly believe in the joke that some call Christianity, “Merry igszah!”
By the way, I want to let you all know about the only movie about Jesus Christ that I will ever bother to watch: Kung Fu Jesus: This time, Jesus is fighting back.
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