American retailers, or at least 99% of them, don’t give a crap about the meaning of Christmas, the origins of it, what religion anyone is, or what offends people other than how it affects their bottom line. They don’t choose the music because it is their own personal taste. They choose it because their marketing survey said it makes the most people buy the most stuff. If blasting Snoop Doggy Dogg made people go out and buy buy buy they would do it.
What do we expect from places that play elevator muzak or blast the latest safe-but-trendy teen hit of the minute the other 10 months of the year? That suddenly they will get inspired to play critically acclaimed and guaranteed-to-offend-no-one music (does that exist?)
Most Christians I know hate the commercialism and bad hyper winter holiday music as much as, or more than anyone. We might as well call it National Retail Holiday and be done with it. Finding anyone that says “I love mall holiday shopping! Especially the repetitive music, because it refers to my personal religion!” is difficult.
Playing “Holiday” music brings criticism, trying to play music from all religions brings criticism (there will always be one left out), playing religious or “Jesus” music brings criticism, not playing it brings criticism. The retailers are pandering to the majority because they can’t afford not to, as others have pointed out, these 2 months bring in most of their profit for the year.
I personally am Christian and I am growing more resentful of the Retail Holiday as well. I am trying to find a meaningful way to raise my son to celebrate the holiday without it becoming a gift grab. It really seems to me that the whole original spirit of Christmas is getting lost.
Just for fun and horror, I will share in the hatred of the Retail Holiday with this story:
A few years ago, just out of college, I worked in a jewelry store in a newly opened mall over the holidays. The store was in the “X” shaped center and open on 2 sides to the mall. Santa and his elves were situated right outside our store, so all day I got to hear screaming tired children wait in line. But there must be a way to entertain them while they wait! So the mall put up animatronic elves that danced and talked in nasal, high-pitched voices and sang a song every time a little tyke pushed the button. This meant I got to hear this song roughly 4,327 times per day:
:harmonica note:
A little work here, and a little work there.
Making lots of toys for kids everywhere.
We work in the morning 'till the day is done.
Then we all go home, and we have a little fuuuuuuunnnnnnnn.
Having listened to the elves sing this song, and only this song for 2 months, I now know what true Christmas Music Hell is like and so nothing can really bother me now.