In Which Christmas is Magical and I write more when angry

Good morning, dear reader of this post, my dear friend! How are you? How was the first weeks of December, of this beautiful Christmas season? As for me, I am okay, overall. A bit anxious over a package I ordered, that its tracking has not been updated since the 9th. How I hate the state post system of this evil socialist land... I just hope in the end my book may be delivered... I am quite out of patience, but forcing to keep myself together as I wait. I also ordered some other products, but they don't cause me as much anguish. And, reading my book on the Habsburgs, I am angry. Angry at the evil modernists and the demonic socialists, that cause so much destruction to the world. This cause me to reflect: I write more when I'm angry, when I have something to fight against, and to affirm myself, in my conservatarianism. As such, my favorite architecture is indeed the Rocaille/Rococo style, the style of the 18th century. I also do appreciate Baroque, but I prefer Rococo, it suits me better. I denounce the words of the dreaded modernist Adolf Loos, that was on a 'moral crusade" against ornament. I, for one, am in a moral crusade against HIS ideas, of facades washed away of their personality. At this point, I am reading the book, or rather, listening to it, as I got the audiobook, to wrap it up finally. I decided, late 19th century makes me anguish, and one argument against the apocalypse is the fact that Jesus did not return when World War I, nor when World War II, were laying waste to Europe and the world, and when the Jews were being slaughtered by the socialists of the nationalistic kind. In any case, at least thinkers such as Ludwig von Mises, my hero, emerged out of this wasteland, they would be fundamental on the start of the reconstruction of the world, many decades later, when Lady Thatcher announced a new dawn in 1979. Unfortunately I do write more when I am angry. And I am, at Adolf Loos, at Martyn Rady. Hope with this writing therapy, I can recover my peace of mind, by denouncing their evil ideas. In any case... At least it is Christmas time. You know, going to visit yesterday one of those sad and pretty depressing and hostile office buildings, to see my dietitian, I was moved by the Christmas decoration there. I reflected on the fact that this is why Christmas is magical, and it is a positive date, that should be celebrated louder and more boldly. The birth of Jesus and works of St. Nicholas, and all the traditions to come out of it, have so much magic. Only magic can make one depressing modernist building, designed to destroy the joie de vivre of one person forever, into a place of relief and smiling refuge. Only magic can rehabilitate the cold concrete, the dry steel, and the cutting glass. It is a work of positive force. This is why I love Christmas. And I hate the idea that all must be genuine. No. I learnt that one must be joyful in public with others, because grumpiness invites grumpiness, and sincere rage is the inviter of death. Much better to perform happiness, than to act on one's impulses. Joy is a good thing, and a joyful person is immune to the evil and disgusting sound of critical theory, designed to break havoc and to facilitate the advance of the tanks of war of communist parties. I also ellaborate my ideas better and in more length when angry. Which I am, at this moment. Being tired and angry is not the best combination, but I want to finish this post now rather than saving it for later, so I must glue my eyes wide open, as to keep going.

And how is your christmas season, so far? Have you done any shopping? Have you gone to any end year gathering? As for me, I should visit my grandma, because it will soon be the special day. Thinking of grandmas, today is the birthday of my grandma of the mom side of the family, so we rejoice in wishing her a beautiful day and more years to live. What else is there to be said? I think I wrote a good post today, that made me less angry. And I also remarked once more on the beautiful holiday. I am only disappointed took me too long to write another one on the blog. I hope by next time, I can write a bit more oftenly... and so, I hope to return here soon, for more thoughts and ideas... once again, thank you so much again for being here, wish you the best!!!