Christmas is the Disneyfication of Christianity
> Don Cupitt
It may be swelteringly hot outside but some dude has dressed himself up as a Father Christmas and is having kids sit on his knee for photographs (at Rp50,000 a pop, naturally).
It’s also snowing – actually white confetti - and there’s a huge Christmas tree which doesn’t look much like it’s from an Indonesian rainforest to me.
But most miraculously of all, good old Bing Crosby can be heard over the tannoy system crooning White Christmas.
And to think that it was only as recently as 1948 that polls declared him “the most admired man alive” - well, in the US at least!
And if you hadn’t already guessed, I’m deep within the catacombs of that great mecca for consumerism – the Jakarta shopping mall – and my mall of choice is the city’s first ever really posh mall, the one and only Plaza Indonesia!
We’re here to see Avatar which is being shown at cinema 21 up on the sixth floor (bloody great film, btw)
But first we need some grub. So how about some Italian?
Hand tossed pizza? WTF!
Presumably telling us how the pizza is cooked but I can’t help but think that this really unfortunate phrase tells us nothing at all – as if they were using another part of the body to toss the pizzas? Weird.
But pizza doesn’t sound quite right for Christmas. However, there is that nice little Japanese restaurant near Starbucks. Sushi for Christmas? Why ever not!