I remember being puzzled when I got to college about Easter in the same way, but even more so, because it seemed to me, growing up, to be a completely religious holiday that you wouldn't even notice if you were not observant, but a number of people I knew were going home for Easter and wondering if I was going home for Easter and such and I thought, huh, how quaint. I don't go home for Easter, by the way.
I had liver and onions last night. A couple of the pieces of liver were a little overcooked. I ate while watching season three of Star Trek. I will soon be finished. I drank some beer I brought back from the Great State of Iowa. It was kind of lame and flat. So I drank a different brand of beer from the Great State of Iowa. That one was good. I forget what they were called. I will get back to you when I get home.
I know it sounds odd, but, from the above, you can gather that I have a lot of sympathy for the Puritans. They were far more consistent and thoughtful than their descendants, which makes them a lot easier to deal with rationally. They also produced far better art: Milton and Bunyan were pretty intense, but I don't think modern Evangelicalism is capable of producing a great author. It is too terminally shallow. I should be glad to be proven wrong, but I am not holding my breath. Yes, I already thought of Marilynne Robinson, she's a good author, but I don't think she really falls into that group.
I think I will invent my own family holidays, I just have to get everybody above me on the chain to agree. I will put them at a time when the weather is nicer and flights are cheap. A functional secular equivalent of Christmas so the religious aspects can be left to do their own thing and so we don't have to worry about icy roads. A replacement for Thanksgiving because travel that weekend sucks.
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