I was re-watching a holiday favorite White Christmas, which ends with that iconic scene where the open air backdrop shows snow falling on trees, and the main cast is in the foreground, decked out in red satin and white fuzzy trim, surrounded by Christmas trees and small children.
And then it struck me in a way that it has never before, that every single thing in that scene is entirely phony, and these types of depictions are crazy making for society b/c we end up with these mythic images in our heads and try so hard to achieve them, but it’s impossible.
That scene isn’t real. The open air backdrop itself is fake. It’s a movie set.
That everyone looked so happy and harmonious isn’t real. Bing Crosby, who seems so lovable in that movie, was in real life verbally abusive and not pleasant to be around. Vera-Ellen looks like she had an eating disorder. She was too thin. I cringed at how tiny her waist was. It’s amazing that she could dance like that and not pass out from malnutrition.
So if you consider how this movie, and all the countless other holiday movies, plus Norman Rockwell illustrations, have had decades to reinforce these images in our brain, this explains this huge gap between reality and myth. And this gap fuels disappointment and potentially depression — I know how holidays should look and feel, and my holidays rarely feel that way, so there must be something wrong with me if I’m missing out on what everyone else is experiencing. That’s why some churches hold “Blue Christmas” services to minister to people who feel out of sorts during the holidays.
So I find it hard to accept my current reality for what it is, and stop yearning for the myth. And of course, I am feeding this disappointment with my annual rituals of watching all these holiday movies!
I’m aspiring for my life to reflect an image that is false. And I’ll keep expending resources fruitlessly to try to attain that image, but always fall short. This is the trick of advertising. We aren’t trained to be content with what we have, who we are, how we look. This detracts from our ability to appreciate and enjoy the present moment.
This is entirely opposite of Jesus Christ, who brought Good News that God is with us, and that God Himself is going to fill the gap between us and salvation.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
O Holy Night
Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope- the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!