Holiday madness and all it entails are truly upon us. According to an NPR report I heard earlier this week [Thursday, I think, but no promises--Ed.], a gentleman in Germany is so distressed about the rampant commercialization of Christmas that he is producing and selling gold-foil-wrapped chocolate Jesuses. Spokesmen for all the churches in Germany are up in arms, claiming this is downright sacrilegious.
Put me on the side of the churches in this one. If the chocolatier had genuine concern for the true meaning of Christmas, he'd either be giving away his confections or requesting donations in exchange sufficient to cover their costs of production. But no! He's making them and selling them for resale at retail, which means he expects to turn a profit. That's totally hypocritical. It trades directly on the religious significance of Christmas. The purveyors of chocolate Santas and reindeer are not so blatantly flouting the religious reason for the season, and thus do not share our "hero's" culpability.
Besides, the idea of munching on a personal (even if it is made of the world's best chocolate) Jesus is viscerally gross.
Please do not add Depeche Mode to any holiday classics soundtracks.
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