Why do people torment themselves so at this time of year? In the north, days are short, nights are cold and long. In the south, the globe heats to unbearable levels; and capitalists everywhere capitalise on our misery by relentlessly prodding us to spend our way into new year debt in an insane, herd-instinct sado-masochist orgy of panic.
My family and friends know well that I tend to remember birthdays but send no Christmas cards.
Instead, I buy presents at random throughout the year, absent myself from stress and observe the soltice. I urge you to do the same.
Remember: no shopping, no presents, no guilt.