New Years is pretty much the dumbest holiday, period. People get worked up about the date as if it carries some magical properties and significance when the date itself is completely arbitrary. It’s like some bishop played pin the tail on the donkey with a Gregorian calendar, and that’s what we got.
There’s no astronomical significance in the earth’s place in its revolution around the sun. It’s as good as any other date.
And then you get the “occasion” for the date, which includes nonsense like you change calendars (like who uses paper calendars anymore? - even if that was a worthy reason for a holiday). Or you get a rando digit change on the year counter. Which, coincidentally, isn’t observed by Jews and over a billion Chinese anyway, not to mention a number of other populations.
So you have a bunch of drunktards wearing dumb hats and yelling for a countdown as if they’re on a spaceship that’s going to launch, all for an arbitrary date during the year that has no meaning on its own, let alone no meaning to other major cultures on earth. Weee.
Give me something: the end of a harvest season, the longest night of the year, dead relatives leaving their graves… just something that isn’t some random point in the year that has to be corrected with an inserted bonus leap year day approximately every four years.