Christmas Mania in Paradise
It's only one week after Thanksgiving--not even December yet--but curiously enough Christmas mania seems to be in full swing in Hawaii. All the hotels have huge lavishly decorated trees on display along with wreaths, ornaments, candy canes, Santas, wooden soldiers, etc. etc. And wherever Mary-Jo and I go, including the airport, Christmas tunes are playing--I swear I've heard five different versions of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" during the past 48 hours. Mary-Jo's theory is that when you live in a land of summer-like winters and no snowfall you have to bend over backward to remind people that Christmas is coming. This makes sense to me. The love of kitsch that seems to characterize the Japanese tourists--who as I've mentioned are ubiquitous here in the islands--may be another factor. Perhaps the Japanese, who often seem to me to want to be more American than the Americans, will be the last great body of Bing Crosby fans in the world.
Christmas, Hawaii, Japanese