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TO BE IN A SHOPPING MALL ON CHRISTMAS EVE
by Jarrod Lowrey
01/08/13
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TO BE IN A SHOPPING MALL ON CHRISTMAS EVE

      Oh pity the eyes! I was recently unlucky enough to find myself among a mass of humanity, or rather inhumanity, that was landlocked inside a shopping mall on the eve of Christmas. What I saw and heard there are enough to make the eyes weary and the ears wish for deafness. The last minute shoppers frantically rushing around me, disgust soon fell upon me for the modern condition of our society. As for myself I was there to buy my daughter a small gift, but I soon became so distracted that I had totally forgot my original purpose and instead rushed back to the car to get my laptop so that I could document what I saw, being it such a peculiar sight to me.

      Being one who has longed denounced the mainstream cultures of our country, it seems I can’t even go out into public without becoming physically ill in these days. The parade of various people of all types, shapes, and forms circled around me in a most dizzying manner. When I looked left did I see what appeared to be two young girls, barely in their teens probably, holding hands and kissing each other. Being polite, I did not stare but did a double-take and instantly began to blush with disbelief. I just kept walking in hopes that I had misunderstood the display of affection, only to nearly trampled by the equally unpleasant site of a whole family, of a most robust un-shapeliness, who was rushing towards a cookie shop as if it they had need of such sweets. Apparently they had mistakenly imagined me to be their competitors in their race towards the line. I apologized for walking too close to the store and kept weaving my way ever forward to my destination, which by then was a forgotten one.

      Strolling along, with my eyes still reeling, did I encounter what seemed to be a horde of foreigners whose dress and manners were in the latest American fashion, but were speaking in the tongues of a dialect which I have always found to be most irritating and annoying. Their conversation was so loud that I couldn’t help but cringe as I walked by. I thought to myself, “Is it too much to ask that those who decide to live in America, atleast to have the common courtesy to speak our language in public?.” I didn’t imagine that was too much to ask, since they were not born in my country. I further contemplated what would become of a loud-talking American who had moved into their country to steal jobs from them, if they were so flagrantly flaunting their English in public? I imagined that such a display would be unwelcome, if tolerated at all. In my growing aggravation, so was I being further removed from my original task.

      I felt compelled to leave, and free myself from this bondage, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the circus-like parade that was filling the space with further debaucheries. Not a second too soon, I then bore witness to a little boy who was back talking and sassing his mother in a most disgraceful manner. He was demanding her to buy him a certain toy that he had his heart set on. The mother was most ineffective in calming this little one down, and instead of plainly telling him no she began to apologize and aquiesce to the toddler as if he was to be the future prince of Wales. Not affected by her meek apologetic tone, he began throwing a temper tantrum in his defiance of his unruly mother’s disrespect!

      By then I was near paralysis as my senses were in complete overload and I was relegated to sitting on a bench and watching all the train wrecks around me. I was thinking of running for my life but my curiosity was getting the best of me. Just soon after that was I rudely crowded by a group of the most superficial socialite types who were wearing inordinate amounts of make-up, perfume, and jewelry. I couldn’t help overhearing their fake discourse with each other as they were nearly standing on top of my toes as if I wasn’t even there. To my credit I didn’t even say a word towards them and instead just invited myself into their vain world. They were griping, one and then another, about what they wanted for Christmas as if that was all the season was about to them. To my surprise they were bragging to each other about all the gifts that this guy or that guy had bought for them, and sharing a laugh at how they had no intention of buying anyone anything at all. Their vanities seemed to be in competition as to who was to get the best gift the next day, and were not at all shy about admitting it to each other. I thought how unlady like this was, but then I had remembered that it was only on par for my overall views of the modern American woman. The conversation was thriving between these ladies, but I excused myself from their company and headed back down from the path I had came from.

      The smells of the greasy food from the food court soon greeted my nose and before you knew it I was amongst a herd of wild animals who were shoveling all sorts of slop into their mouths as if they were training to overtake Joey Chestnut as the new champions. I sat down to collect my thoughts and take some perspective of what I had seen so far in my attempt to make a quick stop at the mall. Time was of the essence it seemed, and the faster they could finish their unhealthy and overpriced meals the faster they could get back to buying gifts their loved ones really didn’t need. My stomach was turned and I was soon in need some sort of exit.

      On my way out, without a present for my daughter in tow, I saw more of the same egregious sights and spectacles as before and I was thinking to myself that this was sadly now the norm in America and it only served to confirm all that I have previously thought about our failing society. American Christmas has become a corporate holiday and the real meaning of Christmas, Jesus Christ, has long been forgotten among us. This is also true in our private lives also and the fruits of our religious complacency is turning out the most iniquitous forms of humanity. Our standards and virtues have vanished, and as a result Americans are taking on a most iniquitous form. Our families are broken, our kids are spoiled and unappreciative, our wants and desires have become gluttonous, our women have become vain and greedy, and the norms have been utterly debauched.  

      Homosexuality, obesity, materialism, and selfishness are the new norms for America. Strange enough as it is I, a normal red-blooded American, who believes in an  now archaic standard of humanity that has now become uncommon among our people. Next time I am in need of a gift, I will not debase myself by going to the mall to buy it, that’s for sure!



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Bea Edwards  09 Jan 2013
You gave an exemplary expose on the condition of our country and inhumanity as you put it. Your article caught and kept my attention and was well written through your personal experience. My heart grieves for all of us however- Praise God for His remnant which He has preordained and scattered around the planet!




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