The abolition of capitalism and the emergence of full communism will inevitably lead to new forms of celebration. It will take some time for this new culture to flourish. You may have ideas of your own, and I encourage you to do what you like—a big part of full communism is doing whatever you think is best. I simply wish to share some of my favorite celebrations that will take place under the new regime.
On each Bank Holiday, children are asked to perform certain collective chores. In exchange, they receive souvenirs of old bank notes or coins. Storytellers recount folktales to kids about how people used to have to work for money, as opposed to working only because they felt like helping. After these spooky stories, children have a special feast in memory of class society.
At the start of Border Week, each city is divided into color-coded districts. You are expected to wear purple in the purple sector, for instance, and blue in the blue sector. These colors represent different countries, which people now believe were once like families that were angry at other families. If you are a purple person and you wander into the blue sector, people will gently tease you and tell you that you belong elsewhere. No one takes it too seriously. At the end of Border Week, everyone gathers for big feasts to celebrate the end of borders.
At the start of one month, all the children in a city can vote for which of their friends will go to Children’s Parliament. In an old government building, these kid representatives dress up like politicians and make some funny laws. The laws are things such as: “All grown-ups must bow before any child they see on the street.” Adults who refuse to follow the laws for that month are teased and called bad sports.
In the lead up to Work Week, friends make elaborate preparations to avoid doing any chores for the duration of the holiday. For seven days, most people simply lounge and play. Complicated contraptions, usually involving conveyer belts, are set in motion to provide a mobile buffet. If I’m lucky enough to live in full communism as an old man, I am most looking forward to Work Week.
On Memorial Day, society takes a moment to pause and remember the horrors of war. No one living in full communism remembers war, however, so the whole thing is fairly confusing. War seems to have involved punching others out of anger, or something like that. Except they fought with tools and vehicles. It’s all a bit strange. It seems respectful to hold Memorial Day anyway, although no one is quite sure why.