Does anyone feel the same?
The pointless shopping madness, crowds of peolpe everywhere, drunks, cheap Chinese pyrotechincs, the same vulgar shit on the TV every year...
Is that because people fail to find their own joy in their lives so they need an external trigger to pretend that they are happy for one single day? Even if that pretended happiness often consists only of some additional food and another bottle of vodka?
Or do they believe that a change in date can make a change in life?