This what I think whenever I hear that phrase:
On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me:
Twelve Drummer Drumming…
January 5th is here and so this is the “Twelfth Day of Christmas.”
The modern saint of the day – St. John Neumann – was a Bishop of Philadelphia, living in a time when there was a rabid anti-catholic sentiment in the USA. Feelings were so strong that there were burnings of Catholic Churches, schools and seminaries. It is a fascinating parallel to the strong feelings currently sweeping through the USA – especially related to “non-Christians”. Politically this lead to the Know Nothing movement and included the 1852 American Party which reads like an ancestor of the Tea Party movement. Its main platform was opposition to all foreigners (especially non-Protestants), and its motto was “Americans must rule America.” The more things change the more they stay the same!
Now that has very little to do with Christmas as a celebration – but it sure is a fascinating glimpse into the evolution of US politics and world social movements.
In the secular traditions of Christmas this is Twelfth Day, and tonight then is Twelfth Night. Most of us know the the Twelfth Night as a play be Willaim Shakespeare. The title of Twelfth Night refers to the magic that flows into the world during Christmastide, as the old order of the world is over-turned by the coming of Christ. The play itself reflects the Carnivalesque atmosphere of Yuletide – where things are reversed and confused and involves cross-dressing, switching of roles (master becomes servant – servant is master). Christmastide reflects the essential fact that Christianity has rather rebellious roots at its foundation. A virgin has a child – and that child is the divine become human. The barrier between heaven and earth is breached and will never be the same.
Twelfth Night as the Eve of the Epiphany, and as a Christmas tradition, is a day of celebration and carousing. It is a festive occasion marked by merrymaking, feasting and drinking. The wassail punch of the song “Here We Come a Wassailing” is an important part of the English tradition for Twelfth Night. The carol itself has become associated with Christmas Eve, however more traditionally it was part of Twelfth Night celebrations. This is a night for singing, dancing, drinking and celebrating.
The modern Twelfth Night is now the traditional time for Christmas decorations to be removed and put away. Any edible decorations are distributed and eaten. My parents would have colorfully wrapped marzipan on our Christmas tree – and any we hadn’t already consumed would be eaten that night. My mother always pretended surprise at the many wrappers stuffed with tissue – the delightful marzipan somehow transmuted into paper.
In the Christian context, Twelfth Night is celebrating the Eve of the Epiphany. The Feast of the Epiphany on January 6th is the day the three wise men arrive and the “manifestation” of god as human within the infant Jesus. This is part of the “upside-down” nature of Christmastide. On Christmas eve, the birth of Jesus is revealed to the animals in the stable, and then announced to the ordinary people first – “shepherds watching their flocks by night.” The elite of the world must wait until later for the revelation of the manifestation of god. With the appearance of the three wise-men and their gifts worthy of a King bestowed the promise of Christmas is delivered into the world.
Since the actual day of the Epiphany is a joyous and solemn event – Twelfth Night is then a chance to revel in the unfettered merriment of Christmastide one last time. Perhaps having a hang-over makes for quiet worship the next day.
So on this Twelfth Night – eat, drink and be merry!
Facebook is not a public space. The same is true for other social media and content sharing sites on the Internet. You can replace what I am saying about Facebook with Twitter; or even WordPress.
Each of these is a privately owned corporate zone with unlocked windows and doors. You and I exist in these spaces as a supply of raw material to keep capital flowing. We have no inherent or natural right to be in these made places.
While in those artificial zones of being, we have no inherent right to speak and say whatever we feel. We do so because it is allowed by our corporate hosts. Your freedom of thought, freedom of speech, and freedom of conscious are your personal freedoms. They are not taken away from you because the host says please don’t do that here. Nothing prevents you from hosting your own web site with your own content and rules. Before the internet humans would print flyers and leaflets because newspapers and publishers would not print the content.
A private corporation does not have to lend you their platform to spread your words.
All social media platforms exist because someone is making money. Usually lots of money.
The goal of Facebook is to generate income by clicks, likes, views and shares.
Facebook doesn’t care about the content, only about the controversy. Turmoil is traffic. And traffic is money.
Remember juicy rumors and colourful lies travel faster than boring facts.
Humans prefer to be shocked over being bored.
Think about Facebook as a private party and our host is Mark Zuckerberg.
A fight breaks out between two guests and the two sides square off by dropping their pants and having a crap in the middle of the room. Then they proceed to throw their excrement at everything and everyone around them.
Do you think maybe our host Mark has an obligation to do something?
Instead he picks up the pants and stands back saying “I wouldn’t want to intrude on their freedoms…”
Then Mark quietly exits the room holding the pants with the wallets inside.
Random verses written while on
a 30-day camping trip for two.
I had dreams she didn’t share…
in your eyes
I lean forward
catching your eyes
in my eyes
in your eyes