This New Hipster Christmas Tree Trend Is Culturally Appropriating Christmas And I Will Not Stand For It

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Some of the greatest memories of my childhood were spending snow days in December playing football with the neighborhood gang. After a full day of full contact snow football, I can remember my mom yelling at me to take all my snow gear off in the garage before entering a home that smelled of festive Yankee candles and pine needles from the Christmas tree. I’d change into my pajamas and my mom would serve me hot chocolate topped with mini marshmallows while I watch Home Alone or National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation in a room solely lit by the colorful lights of the Christmas tree. It’s been nearly two decades and I’m still chasing that serene, all-encompassing bliss.

As I get older, my affinity for Christmas and all the pageantry that surrounds it remains. I take shortcuts in every facet of my life, but I’m a goddamn choir boy when it comes to Christmas. Tree erect and decorated by December 1. Gifts ordered soon thereafter. Bad Santa on Blue Ray.  Drunk off peppermint schnapps. Thanksgiving into Christmas is my shit. The other 11 months out of the year I’m miserable.

So you can imagine how Grinch-y I got when I saw these “alternative Christmas trees,” which basically spit in the face of Jesus Christ himself. There’s a new Instagram trend #ladderchristmastree and it’s the very definition of cultural appropriation. We should be marching in the goddamn streets.

https://www.instagram.com/p/BNWDgergFrc/?tagged=ladderchristmastree
https://www.instagram.com/p/_QKdh3Qxp5/?tagged=ladderchristmastree

https://www.instagram.com/p/tWffsFsFCy/?tagged=ladderchristmastree
https://www.instagram.com/p/BOIFx8rjOCa/?tagged=ladderchristmastree

As a society, we cannot teach a younger generation that this type of laziness and disrespect is acceptable.

[h/t NY Post]

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Matt’s love of writing was born during a sixth grade assembly when it was announced that his essay titled “Why Drugs Are Bad” had taken first prize in D.A.R.E.’s grade-wide contest. The anti-drug people gave him a $50 savings bond for his brave contribution to crime-fighting, and upon the bond’s maturity 10 years later, he used it to buy his very first bag of marijuana.