On Christmas morning in 1914, approximately 100,000 British, and we allies with German troops were involved in the informal cessation of hostilities along the western front.
The Germans placed candles along their trenches and on Christmas trees they began singing carols which the British, French, Aussies, and Kiwis could hear. Responding to the same lyrics in English and French, the massive guns and rifle cracks fell silent, and the two sides began shouting Christmas greetings to each other. Soon after excursions began across no man's land, where small gifts were exchanged such as food, tobacco, alcohol, and souvenirs. Soldiers cut their buttons off and exchanged them. Officers and men shook hands and played football. A British captain recalls smoking a cigar with the best shot in the German army at a time when snipers were deadly.
This year has been driven incredibly by dividedness almost everywhere across the planet and we are seeing a growing ‘no man's land’ where countries and communities are drifting further apart. Both economic and social ledgers are unbalanced. Well-rehearsed politicians are delivering populist soundbites, coating economics like well-crafted ‘poetry-honey’, as they throw money around to quell, we natives.
Our phones are exploding in our pockets with anecdotes of little substance, and social media is training us to compare our lives instead of appreciate everything we have.