A fake tree, for a fake celebration, of a fake religion, in a fake nation, of a fake country, with a fake democracy.

Sorry to all those your Christmas spirit is ruined. Sorry we ruined the happiness, warmth and love, because we demand something better for our future.

Sorry to all the people who will take their money back from their insurance companies and have a chance to remake their filthy shops.

Sorry to the beautiful shops which sell shoes for three monthly salaries of a factory worker.

Sorry to all the rich ladies who have no place to buy their make-up for these holidays and will look like shit.

Sorry there are no banks to give your donations to poor people that you always remember at Christmas.