Season greetings to all of you who stop by to read my blog. All two of you.
I've never believed in Christmas. In Mozambican it's harder to believe since there's no snow, no cold, and specially, no elderly, white-bearded, fat guy running around at light speed, dressed in a red robe dropping presents to nice people and charcoal to bad people.
There's no Christmas spirit, as much as all of those American movies may tell you. No, there are no miracles, no "forgetting the past", no "let's call it a truce". If you are what you are, you'll be it all year long, and NOT during some frigging' holidays.
Anyway, Mozambique is far from celebrating Christmas as Europeans and Americans have done for the past hundred years or so. Here, there's so little to give that one just simply keeps it. The Mozambican Government would do better if it took away the dirty money from the corrupt and distribute it among the poor. Well, if the politicians weren't corrupt themselves...
Either way, season greetings to you all (both of you).
JC
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