Creeping Claus: Christmas’ Increasing Presence in Our Lives

Driving home from work a few weeks ago, I was met by a painting of red and green as thousands of twinkling lights colored which colored the city for all the world to see. Compounded by the ungodly early snow, I couldn’t stop myself from thinking this time of year’s biggest cliche: it was beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

But was it really? See, when I was confronted with this scene whose beauty would make Monet combust in ecstasy, it was still the first week of November, just a few days after Halloween. I love the winter-time festivities its celebration brings, but even I had to wonder if it was too early for Christmas. And further, when was it appropriate to the question when was it appropriate to officially begin the holiday season? Granted, I couldn’t really blame mother nature for the snowy catastrophe we caused with global warming, but I wanted the justification to blame my fellow humans for the reds and greens which blinded my eyes. So I began my research.

Though varying websites give different projections based on biases and sampling methods (the AP Stats student in me is going off), many believe the population of Christian-identifying Americans rests around the 210 million person range. Despite that number declining with every year, both the number of people celebrating and the length of Christmas is increasing. One NBC affiliate even claims that 40% of people begin their holiday shopping before Halloween. Why is this the case? Do people really love the gift exchange ritual so much that they’ll defy their own beliefs to do it? With all of these questions in mind, I set out on a mini-exploration of public opinion of Christmas over time. 

Many are aware that the original subset of Christianity was tiny and blasphemous to the government-sponsored beliefs of the time; as such, the original celebrations of Jesus’ birth were confined solely to that day with occasional spillage into the days around. The explosion of popularity created a frenzy of passion to celebrate the joyous season for as long as possible. Nowadays, if you look at it quantitatively, Christmas festivities take up roughly three months every year–that’s over ninety days straight of the jolly fat man (and Jesus, too, I guess). 

Brought with the excitement of celebration, the number of gifts each person needed to buy steadily increased as well. Little by little, the holiday began moving earlier to allow lower-income families the opportunity to comfortably participate and space out their monetary contributions. Cynicists and skeptics alike tend to blame the creep on the commercialization of the holiday, yet they fail to take into account why those who struggle on a day to day basis support this rampant materialization. 

As disappointingly unsexy as the explanations of struggle are, they’re true. People have been complaining about the Christmas’ impending approach and its Halloween connection since at least 1968; yet if the holiday truly was getting earlier every year after that initial jump as many claim, it would have clearly overtaken the spooky times by now. Easily. It is simply just the faulty perception of humanity which allows us to have this very same conversation year after year after year–a conclusion which allows me to feel both heartfelt  and still justify my saltines, if only a little.

So the next time you see your neighbor leaving their Christmas lights until March or encounter a friend who wants to celebrate June’s midway celebration, take a deep breath, relax, and just try to enjoy the eggnog. After all, (when you’re not trying to write a blog and prove the opposite) is there anything really wrong with bringing out the joyous cheer a bit earlier than December in the names of giving and familial love?

Tiny Living: Finding Happy

Recently, I’ve been feeling incredibly overwhelmed–for some reason, even more stressed than I was during the college application debacle. So, in the art of anxiety, I’ve been putting off all my meaningful work until the last minute (if even doing it then) and wasting away my day mindlessly on my phone. While I wouldn’t really recommend this habit to anyone, I’m not an advice blog, I doubt my words of caution would really stop you at this point anyway, and I don’t feel like being a hypocrite today, so I’ll let it be. 

A few days back, I was scrolling through my YouTube recommended and saw a video pop up that intrigued me: How YouTuber Jennelle Eliana Spends Her Money Living in a 2.5k Van. I understood this video had no relevance to my life and would likely be a total waste of my time, but I didn’t have anything better to do (read: I didn’t have anything better that I was going to do), so I clicked play. As the title suggests, Jennelle lives in her van (yes, a literal car) full-time. And she does it by choice. She remodeled the van so it likely costs $10k-15k in total and it’s absolutely gorgeous, but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s still a van. I absolutely could not wrap my mind around what happens in someone’s life to make them choose this lifestyle over, you know, anything else, so I dove deep and binged watched every video her channel. 

Jennelle has lived in her van for a little over 2 years, regularly travels all around California for fun, has a pet snake named Alfredo, and is honestly just a little hippie girl, living her best life. Most of her videos center around her van and what it’s like to live in one, but my favorites are the ones in which she chronicles her daily life and what it’s like to live freely on her own time; they range from casual chats about her past life while she cleans her space to joyous, tearful confessions about how far she’s come and how happy she is now. So far she’s amassed 2 million subscribers in the four months that she’s had her channel–1 million of those came in the very first month–and it’s clear that I’m not the only one enamored by her lifestyle. Her unique brand of chaotic tranquility has a special way of putting everything into perspective and making it feel like everything is going to be alright. 

Fairly obviously, I don’t know her personally, but even I can tell how unequivocally happy this girl is. She wasn’t happy with her life, so she put aside the pressure of the world’s expectations, silenced the cacophony of voices telling her “no,” abandoned everything in her life that does not bring her joy, and set out to live her every day in the most meaningful ways possible to her. While I’m not sure I’d ever be able to live in a van, I just can’t help but admire that too. Everything she does is purely for herself–not in a selfish way but with an importance which gives new meaning to self-love beyond mere indulgence.

Jennelle, for as little that I really know of her life, is an incredibly pure human being who deserves all the love and adoration which has come her way so far. She’s happy in such a way that I rarely see people nowadays and brings a certain positivity/outlook to everything that is truly to be commended. In life, you have the autonomy to do literally anything you choose at any given moment in time, you just have to try. Want to change up your style? Go for it! Want to shave your head? Rock that look, Britney! Want to live in a freaking van? Do it–you never know what opportunities it might bring.

It’s so easy to believe that the path we are going down is the best or the only one possible, but that will remain true so long as you let it. In a world with so many possibilities, it would be such a shame if you wasted them away without trying to put yourself first some of the time. Let Jennelle be a model for all that you can become if you listen to your heart’s desires occasionally instead of always relying on your head’s logic. As high school students, there’s only so much we can do of our own volition before being stalled by the restraints of age, but you should never let that stop you from chasing your happy.