
When I got home from work today my wife made me sit down and read her previous post, and as much as I respect her valiant effort to repent of her sins by confessing them to the known world, before I get characterized as a Scrooge for my current ruling on Christmas music let me make some qualifying statements.
Now, I love Christmas as much as anyone, and I do like Christmas music (however I despise the canned Christmas Muzak that annoyingly plays in every department store starting sometime in August). My position against early Christmas music is actually about increasing the enjoyment of Christmas. Let me explain.

Our years are broken into specific segments and seasons. Those
seasons all have their things (except March and February, which I think we can all agree are the most useless of all months. Yes, I am looking at you Valentine's Day. You know you only bring pain and suffering into the world. Your cherubic mascot does not fool me). Because they are divided, they help us pass the time, and possibly heighten the enjoyment of that specific season. Now, you can look at the two pictures above, and tell that one of these things is not like the other. This specific time of year we celebrate the pagan new year by hoping that some film can literally scare us to the point that we lose bladder control, and celebrate children in association with tooth decay. That's what make October tolerable.
But Christmas is not just about toleration; it literally
is the best time of the year. I mean it's got it all. You get off from work. You get together with family (unless you are a repressed anesthesia resident, but even then you get to be with immediate family). The food is awesome, everybody is generally happy, and to top it off you get presents. I mean
come on man, how could it possibly be any better than that? It is freaking awesome, no doubt about it. I
love Christmas. That's why I am arguing against its
dilution.
See, if you play Christmas music all the time, then you are trying to convince yourself that
today is the most wonderful time of the year. It is not possible for every day to be the most wonderful time of the year. I mean take April 15th for example. That day sucks. It's the day that Uncle Sam robs you blind and you have to bend over and take it. That is clearly not a wonderful day, so why should we lie to ourselves?
So please friends, don't dilute Christmas. Let it maintain its purity. If you don't it ends up looking like this.

And no one wants that