So Mr. Crowley made me realize what time of year it was, and how much I absolutely adore the winter holiday season.
It starts with American Thanksgiving, which as far as I've ever been able to determine is an excuse to indulge in gluttony without being sneered at by friends and family. The VERY NEXT DAY is Black Friday, which is the beginning of the greed of the christmas season. After that, we've got weeks and weeks of greed and rage as people fight over parking spaces at the mall, and that One Must Have Toy - I don't know what it is this year, but anything that causes so much avarice I'm a fan of.
During this time we've also holiday parties all over the place, and if they're good parties they result in drunken debauchery. There's blasphemy and apostasy galore, as people ignore the so called reason-for-the-season, or fulfill their so called religious duty as a diehard C&E church goer.
There's despair when presents are opened and the things little hearts yearned for aren't there, and covet the gifts of others. We've Christmas feasts and holiday parties all over the place, leading to more gluttony and debauchery, and it's ended with New Years eve... where anything goes.
It helps that my favourite real holiday, Saturnalia, takes place in there too.