A Beautiful Hawai’i Christmas
One small pleasure in the year of a continuous national train wreck. Christmas was beautiful. We admittedly have an edge in Hawai’i but even in an island paradise there are good and bad days. In winter it can be really rainy but you can have days so perfect as to stop you in your tracks with deep blue sky, cool trade winds, and warm tropical sun and a temperatures that actually needs a sweater in the shade. Christmas 2017 had two days of perfection. It almost seemed a reward from the spirits of these islands for enduring this year. And, after eight years, we didn’t have the occasional bother of Secret Service motorcades as our native son came home for the holidays in Kailua. But there was always a touch of class with that. Too bad those days are gone to be replaced by embarrassing buffoonery. Perhaps the loss of so much heightened the beauty of the holiday .
I noticed, totally subjectively with no effort to research these things, that the years of ‘war on Christmas’ bullshit seem to have died of embarrassed boredom. I believe I ran across only one reference to it and that was that there was a broad return to acceptance of ‘Happy Holidays’ as a non-political and polite statement. Ok, we don’t have much room for that stuff in an island kingdom blending cultures from around the Pacific but the American part does intrude at times.
It also seemed that the hyper commercialism of the 20th century has really begun to fade as more people realize that holidays around the winter solstice and European new year are international and have social and family meanings not driven by frantic buying and crude displays of materialism. Yes, all that stuff still happens, the bizarre world of Wall Street continues to pump itself up to claim success, and elements of our blended society here still manage conspicuous consumption but I really feel it fading. Initially this was not by choice but by the structural economic weakness revealed by the Great Recession but added to by the coming of age of the millennials who know they can’t count on the old mythologies economic or religious. They simply don’t play the game. I have the feeling that we are seeing major changes that are quiet and hidden from the frenzy of national media that are mesmerized by sick displays of hatred and ignorance in Trumpistan and the latest outrageous lies and endless threats. But right now I’ve just been enjoying the new, more pleasant holiday feel.
The decorations are fewer, too. Years of growing awareness of the climate disaster we face have made it embarrassing for people to layer everything with huge, wasteful energy displays. But all the trimmings seemed more subdued and gentler this year,perhaps just the need to replace old holiday lights with a few efficient LEDs made for a chance to rethink this stuff. That is nice also.
Of course we in Hawai’i are on the frontlines of the new (the word ‘new’ doesn’t seem right here) nuclear threat. But that is another one of the Dotard’s displays poking at the hermit Little Rocket Man. That didn’t really last long as Little Rocket Man is obviously smarter than the Dotard and he was able to demonstrate that they will soon be able to hit Washington DC. That is much more satisfying than hitting Honolulu. Besides we are one of Asia’s prime vacation destinations and we know how to make everyone feel at home. You don’t want to nuke your favorite vacation place.
So many things made for a beautiful Christmas holiday in Hawai’i. I wish it could have been as beautiful for everyone but maybe it was. Just ignore the noise and realize all the lies that everyone was so shocked about for several months have been made transparent by exaggeration. Most people, unless they are entangled in some mainland North American political nonsense, are just really tired of the crap. We need to move on and, thank you, Dotard Trump, for making the absurdity of what we don’t need so obvious.