Easter Sunday – Things That Make You Happy

Recently, I wrote a blog post in which I asked whether Good Friday was the most depressing day on the entire calendar. After all, it may have positive aspects, but they all happen two days later. Today, in fact.

On Easter Sunday. Which, at least, seems to be a happy day. Of course, the reason you should be chipper may vary, as Easter has become even more schizophrenic in its meaning than Christmas. After literally minutes of careful consideration and no research whatsoever, I believe I have managed to separate the three excuses one might find to be cheerful on Easter Sunday.

If none of these make you happy, then… I dunno. Time to start drinking, I suppose.

Religion

You might not be religious; I’m not, especially. I was Catholic a long time ago, but I’ve lapsed over the years. So much so that I almost put a paedo joke in this paragraph, before deciding it wouldn’t really be in the spirit of what I’m trying to write.

Because religion, regardless of its scandals, extremists and other bad things that it is sometimes tied up with, makes a lot of people happy. It provides comfort, solace, joy, other nice words, and I don’t really feel inclined to deny that to the faithful just because others use it as an excuse to be big tossers.

And to be honest, if you declare all religious people to be crap because a few of them use it to justify homophobia or whatever, then… look, surely you don’t need me to spell out the hypocrisy for you? Anyway, Easter is a big festival for Christians, Christ conquers death and stuff, and I hope you all enjoy it. Was my point. A while ago.

Springtime

If the resurrection of the Lord (or his son, I’m a bit fuzzy on the details) doesn’t float your boat, don’t worry, I have more. It is spring, after all. The weather improves, animals start humping and the clocks change so it is no longer dark when we leave work.

I like the springtime, for reasons I believe I outlined way back in my autumnal blogging saga. Basically, winter is stingingly cold and summer uncomfortably hot, but autumn and spring seem to be about right. The sunshine is pleasant without being oppressive, and I don’t have to open my windows all the time to avoid slowly roasting in my room.

So, religion be damned, it’s a nice time of year. And, especially in 2010 where we’ve had some bloody freezing weather so far, Easter seems to be floating at the start of it. There are pagan-type people who will agree with me, I think.

Chocolate

The above two points were quite good, I think. Genuine, heart-warming, etcetera. But we’re apparently targeting cynics here, and I know I don’t always feel that bothered about that kind of thing. I sit indoors, I sulk, I stew and I often eat chocolate.

Luckily, Easter once again proves itself the best festival of happiness for all, by including Dairy Milk in its purview. Truly, this is the day of inclusion.

Anyway, this has been a cheerful interlude, because it’s quite a pleasant occasion, I feel. Despite the fact that I don’t bother with religion, the weather here is distinctly average and I haven’t yet had any chocolate. Never mind.