And so This is Christmas - And What Have We Done?

I'm not a fan of John Lennon. I know that is almost a stoning offence in this season where people have been remembering the 30 years - yes 30 - since he was killed, but I just don't... I like him marginally more than Paul McCartney... particularly the Paul McCartney that keep on showing up on live shows to sing badly with people who could be his grandchildren... but I was never really a fan of the Beatles full stop...

Anyway, with that admission out of the way, the one track by John Lennon that I do quite like, and actually bought at one point on vinyl... is "Happy Xmas (War is Over)". My liking of it is slightly diminished by the fact that it is now on that continuous loop of non-religious Christmas songs that plays in every shop from mid-November until Christmas Eve, but it is still better than most of the other musical tinsel... And a few years ago I devised a mime with it as a backing track, which, in the 3 minutes 34 seconds it allows, tells the story of the reconciling power of the incarnation, and the role of selfishness and asquisitiveness in Christ's crucifixion... Seriously...

A blog isn't a good place to describe a mime... It's like trying to describe a cartoon on the radio... Suffice it to say that it all ends with the Christ character standing with arms outstretched on the imaginary cross to which he has been nailed, draped with tinsel, adorned with baubles and crowned with a holly wreathe...

But what my words cannot convey about that mime... is much better expressed by Banksy's crucifix... (with a hat-tip to Ben Myers for reminding me of it...)

As many prepare for the last gasp dash to the shops, lets stop and remember why exactly Jesus was born, and died...

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