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The Way it Used to Be


I spotted a billboard over the weekend by a local company saying to put Christ in Christmas, and was immediately annoyed. If this is the belief of the company’s owner, and that’s how he or she choses to lead their life, then that’s perfectly fine by me, but once it gets placed on a billboard, phrased like an order, it’s not fine.
I’m sure some moderates would say I should just ignore it, as that’s how we can find some way of coexisting. But why do I have to be quiet and compromise? Why can’t this company keep their views to themselves instead of foisting it on every passerby?
Certainly if I’d put up a billboard saying to treat people equally many right-wingers would complain about liberal elites trying to change their way of life, and dream wistfully of how things used be. Of course the issue really is just because it used to be a certain way didn’t mean it was right. There are countless injustices that have been committed against women and minorities over the years because society allowed it. It wasn’t right then and it’s not now.
Granted I have a lot of baggage when it comes to religion, but if it helps someone, then I have no interest in stopping him or her from practicing. I just don’t believe I should have to take part in their beliefs as this country supposedly offers freedom of religion (that means you also don't have to practice a religion). I do hope this company gives their employees time off at the holidays (and pays them for the day off), but I’m glad I get my car washed elsewhere.

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