Sorry, I love the season. My liking has little to do with the commercialization that has all but taken it over. I try to hang on to the few shards of peace and contentment and care for others that this time of year brings about. Mr. Dickens phrased it well:
"I am sure I have always thought of Christmastime, when it has come round"— "as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow-passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys."... "And therefore"..."I believe that it has done me good and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!"
You may now proceed to blast my naivete.

Happy Christmas!
. As a matter of fact I'll see your naivete' and raise you a Pollyanna. What bugs me besides the commercialism is that it doesn't occur to people that peace and goodwill are valuable concepts all year round. It makes the "scheduled" good cheer seem false. Like that story about the soldiers in WW1 stopping to celebrate Christmas together before they went back to killing each other.