The past month was far from festive for some people

The past month was far from festive for some people

Tents used by homeless asylum seekers at Grattan Court, Mount Street, Dublin. Picture: Arthur Carron/Collins Photos

Christmas 2023. Fairytale of New York echoed from every second pub and retail outlet; roads in and out of every Irish town were jammed with traffic. Across the country, families decked their homes and erected a tree in preparation for the most beautiful time of the year. 

My experience this year was bordering on idyllic; a welcome peace descended on our family's extended households. My aunt Mona celebrated her 100th birthday, and all generations gathered in celebration. It was hail and hearty and a perfect Irish Christmas - a cosy celebration of kinship, generosity and joy. Those of us so blessed take it for granted, lucky enough to enjoy the diverse strands of our lives meeting in a harmony of family bonds, full larders, flush bank accounts and a dizzying social calendar.

Yet scratch the glossy surface and you'll find a season not of whimsy but discontent for the less fortunate. And every year, the strains and hardships characterising Christmas for some in Ireland become increasingly evident. Though we cling to the romantic imagery of "home for the holidays", the reality, for many, proves far more complex.

This mythologised notion of an idyllic Irish Christmas permeates throughout the decades. Literary giants like James Joyce depicted Christmas Day walks amid hillside snowfall and hearty roasts by the fireside. Hollywood cemented the stereotype with mawkish scenes of big Irish families celebrating together in blissful abandon.

Yet in contrast to this authentic but somewhat homogenised portrayal, the unfolding of Christmas for much of the populace bears little resemblance to such idealised postcard moments. For many, it is a time not of warmth and inclusion but coldness and isolation. We need to acknowledge the diverse truths of the Irish Christmas experience.

This season brought the financial strain facing many families and individuals into sharp relief. Our widening inequality gap means the costs of participating in Christmas excess - from lavish food to designer gifts - place enormous stress on low-income households. Appeals for foodbank donations surged as parents face impossible "Sophie's choice" dilemmas - should they cut back on electricity or buy their child the latest must-have gift?

High expectations and social pressures to keep up appearances often lead to reckless overspending. Vulnerable individuals turn in desperation to fast cash loans at exorbitant interest, trapping them in cycles of unmanageable debt. Many still paying off last year's Christmas accumulate more liabilities they can ill afford, often driven by shame at the thought of their children missing out while classmates boast of bountiful hauls.

Government policies like increasing fuel allowances relieve economically marginalised people facing winter's bite. Cold, debt, hunger and anxiety do not make a merry Christmas. Those of us enjoying an enviable season of plenty can count our blessings when so many endure isolation and want. Until we address the financial barriers excluding people from full festive participation, Christmas will remain a season of inequality.

Loneliness cuts deep at this time of year, painfully apparent against the joyful expression of familial closeness evident everywhere. But Ireland's changing social fabric means smaller, fractured families often feel isolated, their troubled units outside the fold of cheer and anticipation. Emigration has broken many bonds, and not all are fortunate enough to renew those bonds at the busy arrivals of our seasonally thronged airports. For others, relatives passed away, leaving empty chairs at the Christmas dinner. Amidst the prosperity and excess of the 2023 festive season, rising levels of isolation and loneliness eat away at once tight-knit communities.

And what of those who are estranged from relatives, perhaps due to disputes or irreconcilable differences? For them, mandated merriment and togetherness feel at least hollow, if not painful. Christmas can highlight rather than heal ancient family fractures. Those isolated by geography, illness, disability or mental health struggles endure a profoundly lonely season. Platitudes about good cheer ring hollow without acknowledging the many realities of social marginalisation.

Every year, rising reports of domestic violence shatter the facade of Christmas cosiness. Behind closed doors, tensions escalate, and abuse intensifies. Celebrations often involve increased alcohol consumption, fuelling aggression, while support services operate on skeleton staff. Victims feel unable to speak out and leave during this family-focused period. For the many weathering abusive relationships, the hiatus of the Christmas period becomes a dangerous game of cat and mouse.

And we cannot forget the army of caregivers tending to sick and elderly relatives. The burden of caregiving also intensifies, often in tandem with the assumption that female relatives should sacrifice themselves to host extended families. The emotional labour of organising events, caring for children, cleaning up and tending to elderly parents disproportionately falls on women, many of whom are already burned out before the season kicks in. In our stubbornly patriarchal Ireland, Christmas can entail the erasure of women's needs and well-being, often shackled with excess financial strain and hospitality reaching near hotel management proportions.

Our hospitals overflow with the collateral damage of the season. Suicide spikes, mental health crises surge, and drunk driving accidents abound. Festive excess has dark consequences, which our healthcare staff are expected to heroically absorb every year. The cheery platitudes about Christmas can ring hollow for emergency workers facing the fallout of society's refusal to acknowledge the season's dark underbelly.

Perhaps most tragically, and we have all been there by turns, Christmas inflames and accentuates the grief of the bereaved. When the world celebrates, the absence of departed loved ones cuts deeper. The empty chair at dinner and gifts still wrapped for one who has passed are reminders of a loss that will permeate every succeeding year. Some may wish to honour deceased relatives, while others, still smarting from pain and disbelief, choose avoidance. Either way, grief makes universal merriment feel hollow. For a country noted for celebrating and remembering the dead, we often forget the broken hearts of the living.

So next December, we could re-examine the prevalent idyllic stereotypes that have mythologised the Irish Christmas experience over generations while still being our reality, which is a distant memory or hope for many. We need to acknowledge that for many marginalised groups, the experience of Christmas in Ireland is far removed from these trite and often anachronistic depictions.

A more nuanced understanding would recognise the financial, emotional and social costs that the Christmas season exacts on vulnerable segments of Irish society. We need to have open and honest conversations that confront rather than obscure individuals' hardships at this time of year.

Cherish our Christmas traditions, by all means, but temper the enjoyment of our own festivities with gratefulness and compassion for those less fortunate. We can recognise how excessive consumption, unrealistic expectations and financial exclusion are tainting the season for so many. If those of us who are more privileged make efforts – whether through donating time, gifts, or resources - we take a step toward embodying the spirit of humanity that should be at Christmas's core.

We may move towards recapturing some essence of an Irish Christmas more faithful to its deepest meaning. Not the commercialised, stereotypical version of conspicuous consumption and all too previous ad campaigns that characterise our annual celebrations.

Why the kill-joy reflections? As we enter the fledgeling year, I am acutely aware of the precariousness of peace in the broader definition. Wars fester, disputes spill into internecine violence, and the world, like the revellers of Christmas, is taking our frayed peace for granted. We would do well to proactively protect its fast-decaying foundations.

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