Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Airport Ettiquette

So, many of us are (or have been) traveling this holiday season, and we all know how interesting the airport can be. Some things, such as delays and cancellations, are really out of our control. We cannot control the weather or the planes' functionality, so those things we just have to suck up. However there are things that we can control, and I would like to touch on those a little.

1. If your plane leaves at 9:50, and you get to the gate at 9:40 and the door to the plane has closed, you are NOT early. Please do not scream to the top of your lungs about how it's not fair that you missed your plane because you were in the airport since 4:30 in the morning. No one cares. However, we are all going to be uneasy about the fact that you are making a scene. There is no need to curse and call people names because you can't tell time or do math.

2. Please try to wear as little cologne or perfume as possible, especially if it smells like bug spray. I know you want to smell good when you get to your final destination, but no one else wants to smell you. And once the smells start mixing together, that can cause some serious stomach upsets. So please, keep the fragrances to yourselves or at least wait until you are in a more ventilated area.

3. Please control your children. I love children, and I think they can be really cute and funny. I do not love when children are running through the airport like it's a playground, bumping into me and stepping on my feet, and kicking my seat on the airplane. Teach your children some manners BEFORE you arrive at the airport.

These are just a few pointers that will make everyone's trip more pleasant. Thanks.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Santa Claus is NOT coming to town!

I know that some people are going to be mad at me for writing this, but I believe in the truth.

When I was younger, I used to get very excited about Christmas. All the seasonal music and decorations gave me that cliche warm, fuzzy feeling inside. I loved to go Christmas shopping and picking out the perfect gift for those close to me, and I won't lie; I also used to love receiving those perfect gifts.

Now, I am not completely anti-Christmas. I do enjoy the celebrations and family gatherings. But looking at how commercialized and fake Christmas has become (or has always been, and I just never noticed) literally disgusts me. What annoys me the most is how people lie to their children about Santa Claus and have them sit on his lap at the mall and ask for Christmas gifts. The myth of Santa Claus places unnecessary pressure on parents/guardians to buy certain gifts for their children that they may not be able to afford.

Hypothetical situation (and I know that's a fragment, but work with me). Little Johnny makes straight A's in school, never talks back to his parents, and does all his chores. Meanwhile, Tom fails all of his classes, curses at his parents, and mutilates neighborhood pets. Johnny asks Santa for a bike and Tom does too. Johnny doesn't get a bike because his parents just don't have that kind of money this year. Tom's parents are swimming in money, so he gets a bike, a Wii, and a whole bunch of other stuff that he will never use. Where is the justice in that Santa? I know that money is not an issue for everyone, and I am not suggesting that people who are economically stable should not buy their children nice gifts. But if we are going attribute the gift-giving to Santa and his little list, then we should change "naughty" and "nice" to "rich" and "poor." An even better suggestion is to stop lying about Santa.

Some people will say, "Well Santa is a part of a tradition." So was slavery. That doesn't make it right. Telling children that Santa doesn't exist will not rob them of their innocence. There's nothing innocent about a man who gives gifts based on income.

Others might say "Well, you have to make sacrifices for your children." I speak from personal experience, my mother may have paid for my Christmas gifts by sacrificing paying bills, but I would rather her not be in debt trying to "play Santa." Children inherit the debt of their parents, so would you rather your children inherit your debt or inherit your love and values?

Think about it.