No offence to believers, but commercialism has made Christmas what it is: The only universal holiday. It no longer represents the birth of Christ, and I for one, am grateful. It means I get to participate in the one day of the year when everybody works just a little bit harder at being better to each other, and it means I can share that day with people all around the world, regardless of their creed. If I still thought there was any real religious weight in the day, I couldn't take part without feeling dishonest.
Perversely, it's the only day of the year I'll go to mass. Not because I believe, or because I'm expecting a sudden epiphany, or because it's a particularly comfortable experience to stand for an hour and a half in a teensy rural catholic church that's crowded above capacity to listen to a 64 year old asthmatic priest deliver an extraordinarily long sermon complete with nativity role play, but because people are just... different... around Christmas. It's not something that can be put into words, but get a crowd of people together in December, and you can feel it from them. I dunno. I consider Christmas mass a guilty pleasure.
Yes, I'll agree it is a little too commercial, but not fatally so, and I disagree with the idea that the loss of it's wider Christian association has damaged it's value. I love Christmas, even when it means twelve hour days for me, because it's twelve pleasant hours. People do not buy expensive things purely because they're expensive. They buy them because they're trying to tell the other person "I consider you very important to me. I thought you'd like this. Thanks for the last 365 days, by the way." And though the real value of Christmas does get a little shaken in the frenzy beforehand, not since 0 bc has there been a year when it hasn't been special to somebody. Society might lose a lot in the next few decades, but as long as I'm bloody breathing, I'm not giving up Christmas.
Given the untold damage that the above rant would do to my real-world representation as a cynical neo-rocker, I'll keep that sentiment discreet until next year. 😀 In the meantime, I'm still joyously celebrating the fact that we got our first white Christmas in living memory...