There's someone outside the door, and he means business

I don't have much affinity for Chinese New Year. I think I might go to the zoo on the first or second day to visit the animals. But there's one thing I like about the season: the funny songs one can hear in departments stores.

My favourite is 'The God of Wealth Cometh', and it's quite a catchy song. The lyrics go like this.

The god of wealth cometh

The god of wealth cometh

The god of wealth is outside my huge gate


Welcome him

Receive him

Receive him into my house!



From now on, I'll be lucky

Waves of prosperity will swamp me

Whenever I set up a business,

It'll be profitable

Whenever I buy a lottery ticket,

I will win easily


I will be successful in ten thousand things!

The god of wealth cometh

The god of wealth cometh

Receive the god of wealth!

Not too bad eh? The Chinese (that's me) must be the only ethnic group in the entire world that makes making money the number one or two thing at such an important festival as the New Year. (There are a few candidates for top New Year greetings, good academic results, good health, be successful in ten thousand things, make money).



So essentially, the deity is someone who brings good fortune and wealth to the family. In this particular song, I'm reading it in a fundamentalist and literal manner. It's not a metaphor, someone is actually outside the house and he wants to come in with big bucks!

But there's a slight problem. I went to look up the origins of the god of wealth, 财神. It turns out he's actually an accountant in the beginning, but with modern mythology being mixed with more ancient stories, he's evolved into some philanthropist and we should let him in our house.



But think about it, if there's an accountant outside the gates, what does it mean? (Even worse, if it's an accountant from the tax office! Woe unto you!) You'd then have to open your books for inspection. Now, I do understand accountants need to do their jobs, but really, I'd rather they stay outside the house... I don't want no tax officer looking at my accounts.



In the meantime, don't think too much, and enjoy the festivities!

Optional reading for today: godchecker.com



Sunday update: I actually saw the god of wealth just now! (Or at least a person dressed in the costume!) He was getting into a car with others, and he wore the costume and hat... It's quite amazing. Maybe he's the guy who appeared in the newspapers. One can hire him for $350 an hour...