the postman will not bring me a christmas card from W this year. not that he has in years past.
frankly, i would let chloe the destroyer loose on it if i were to receive one.
but what has me excited is the how W's own camp is calling for his head after receiving the christmas card without the christmas on it. tee hee hee.
the uber-conservative religious rights love of cramming religion down everyone's throats has a new battle cry.
"put the christ back in christmas" is sooo last year. especially after we removed christmas entirely from the occasion and replaced it with "holiday" -- the all-inclusive name for the shopping blitz now upon us. or my personal favorite -- chrismahannakwanzaa -- which for some reason isn't catching on as it should...
you'll find holiday everywhere -- the capitol's decorated tree is known as the "holiday spruce"; shopping circulars will be inundated with snowflakes, bright lights, and ornaments as decorations. personally, my own department has a holiday dinner and luncheon. i think we are running out of ways to use a blue, non-denominational snowflake on the invite.
i am reminded of the song from the broadway play "rent" (and no, i haven't seen the movie yet):
no stockings, no candy canes, no gingerbread, no yuletime, no rudolph, 'cause santa claus ain't coming, no, santa claus ain't coming. no room at the holiday inn, oh nooooo, and it's beginning to snow...
with sincerest apologies to other rentheads for butchering the lyrics...
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