Rose and I decorated our living room last night for the holidays, little Santa hats on plants and picture frames, white lights around the doors. For a bit I felt very seasonal and cheery. But then that was gone this morning when I trudged down Fourth Avenue toward the subway, blasted by arctic winds, ruing the day someone decided to invent winter. In general I’d say that I’ve lost a bit of the “Christmas spirit” as the years have gone by. It’s probably just a fact of getting older and having more worries and anxieties gnawing away at my happiness. I just don’t have the time to stop and get swept up in this wonderful season. This is kind of a bummer. But! On the internet this morning there arose such a clatter that it could only mean one thing! Christmas, with all its goodwill towards men, love, and celebration, had come early this year. Yes, my small heart grew three sizes when I read the following sentiment:
GEEZ... BLACKS AND HISPANIC'S F*CKING LIKE RABBIT'S... WHERE'S THE SURPRISE...??
THE KIDS ARE JUST DOING THEIR BEST TO EMULATE THEIR PARENTS AND INCREASE THE NUMBER OF SINGLE PARENT HOUSEHOLDS...
Merry Christmas!