I fully understand that most of our Christmas Carols were written quite some time ago – and standards of what is acceptable have changed dramatically during that time. Am I the only one who shudders when you hear some of those “old classics?” Many are not only “politically incorrect” they are “socially incorrect.”
Think about it. In We Wish You a Merry Christmas– a bunch of strangers walk up to your door, and start singing outside. When you open the door, they demand “figgy pudding” (and God only knows what the hell THAT foul sounding concoction is). Then this intrusive bunch of strangers says they “won’t go until they get some.” It’s like spontaneous trick-or-treating of sorts, but you have no idea that this rude bunch was going to show up- and you are supposed to be Johnny-on-the-spot with some damned figgy pudding! Or maybe, it would better be called Martha-Stewart-on-the-spot! ( I’d doubt that even Martha would have figgy pudding whipped up, ready for carolers! And – I’d also bet, you don’t just show up ringing the bell at Martha’s house unannounced!) I can’t imagine too many of us would be ready to welcome a large group of strangers into our home unannounced and feed them dessert!
Then of course, the one that really makes my blood boil. The ultimate “it’s OK to bully someone” song. Rudolph The Red Nose Raindeer. Rudolph, the poor little raindeer with the big red nose. This poor little guy is different from the other “kids” and gets teased, made fun of and ostracized from raindeer society.
The big guy in the red suit obviously knows this bullying is going on, and he doesn’t do anything to stop it either. But then- alas- when there is a USE for poor little Rudolph- he is called upon and becomes the hero of the raindeer hierarchy. Am I the only one who is pissed off by this little song? Come on- why didn’t anyone stick up for little Rudolph earlier in this little ditty? Fuck you Dasher and Dancer, Donder and Blitzen, and all your other little raindeer bully friends………And shame on you Santa and Mrs. Claus for letting the bullying happen in the first place.
How about Santa Claus is Coming to Town. Again, Creepy! He “Sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake.” This sounds more like Stalker Santa than not, in my book! Picture some fat old guy hovering about in your bedroom, looking over you when you are a small child asleep in your room. Uh………. no thanks! I’m not going there for just a few little presents under the tree Santa….. I have my standards!
Oh my goodness- another song that is very odd when you think it through. I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus. What’s it do to a little kid to see his slutty mommy screwing around under the same roof where daddy lives? What’s THAT say to a developing little psyche? Mommy is kissing AND tickling the chubby old guy, and this kids sneaks in and sees the whole scene! Right under the same roof where daddy was probably the sole breadwinner in those days! I have a feeling that once daddy gets told mommy is screwing around with another guy, this kid is going to find out it isn’t so “funny” after all!
The REALLY creepy song? What I call the original “date rape” song. Baby It’s Cold Outside. This woman CLEARLY states numerous times she wants to leave, and he insists she stays.She says “I really must go, the answer is no.” Still he insists she stay- saying there are no cabs outside, because it’s cold! Whatever happened to that saying- “No means no?” Not only does he keep insisting she stay, but it sounds like he slipped a rufie into her drink! She says, “What’s in this drink?” CREEPY! CREEPY! Mr. Date Rape himself is the star of this little ballad!
Santa Baby takes “gold digging” to a new standard! Work it sister, and get the old geezer to buy you diamonds, furs and cars! There is a GREAT standard to teach the kids! Money can’t buy you happiness, but using those womanly curves can get you the goods!
The list goes on and on…… this is just the tip of the Creepy Christmas Carol lyrics.
My last comment on Christmas Carols…….. I know I have a number of screws loose, but am I the only person who gets creeped out whenever Karen Carpenters songs come on? I don’t know WHAT it is, but the whole time she is singing my mind plays a constant loop of “dead woman singing.” I don’t think that when Whitney Houston songs come on, or Nat King Cole, or Bing Crosby- or any number of other artist who have gone on to the big gates in the sky….. but Karen Carpenter songs cause damage to my brain, because that is all I can think of……. Dead woman singing. I know, someone should have me committed…….. put away for a long time so I don’t do further damage to myself or those around me.
My mind tends to go to places the average Joe, or Josephine wouldn’t begin to imagine.
A little PS to this article…. Do you remember the song Grandma Got Run Over by a Raindeer? Well, check out the following YouTube link! It gives some real credibility to that song!