Pagan lights

Sometimes I think organized religion makes people crazy:

Homeowners in Hudsonville, Mich., have been singled out for displaying what an anonymous letter-writer calls “pagan” lights and decorations on their properties.

On Wednesday night, residents of Vintage Drive found a letter attached to their mailboxes suggesting that anyone with Christmas lights or decorations should re-think their beliefs, because Christmas displays honor the “Pagan Sun-God” and do not pertain to the birth of Jesus, according to ABC News affiliate WZZM.

The letters start out on a friendly note, with “Hi Neighbor, you have a nice display of lights.” But the self-described “love note” quickly changes tone, explaining how the “pagan tradition” of putting up lights began.

“I laughed because I think it’s ridiculous that people would get upset over Christmas lights,” said Danette Hoekman, who received the letter.

3 thoughts on “Pagan lights

  1. We should talk more about our Gnostic holidays. Without Valentinus (100-160 CE) there would be no Saint Valentine’s Day. Without Nicholas of Antioch (?, nobody’s quite sure when he was born because the ‘Church’ declared him to be a heretic) there would be no Old Saint Nick and Christmas. December 25th was an old pagan holiday celebrating the Sun ( Sun—Son, what’s the difference?) and the Christ wasn’t born in December.

  2. Transcribed from the graphic: “For thousands of years Sun worshipers have celebrated the Sun god’s rebirth after the winter solstice. Pagans honored the birth of the “invincible sun” with a festival of lights, using big bonfires, pork fat tallow candles and, today, billions of colored lights. Rome’s seven day Saturnalia was religious revelry with decadent drunkenness, outrageous adultery and giving Saturn’s nativity birth gifts to children. The Norse yuletide carousal used sexually soliciting mistletoe, yule-log bonfires and decorated evergreen wreaths and trees.”

    “Christmas” as we know it is a relatively new phenomenon. Yes, yes, yes, yes, the turning of the season has had celebratory significance since at least Neanderthal, but here in “America” “Christmas” as we know it, the whole shit’n’shaboodle from arguments aye and agin through the crass commercialism to the [snicker] secret of “Santa” himself grew out of a 1930′s mass marketing campaign – replete with iconic polar bears – to sell Coca Cola. Doesn’t have anything to do with “Christ”.

    It’s all about the solstice, the turning of the seasons. Yule!

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