Another happy Christmas

So it’s Christmas as usual, then? Another orgy of excessive culinary indulgence? Another round of retail extravagance and seasonal checkout mayhem? Another box-load of trinkets we’ll all figure out what to do with eventually? Well by jingo, that’s a relief. For a moment there I thought we were going to be confined to exchanging the few gifts we actually need, having real conversations, and reflecting on matters of significance. It could have been like that kid whatisname born in a shed with a pile of manure, getting visited by smelly shepherds, and only getting a gold coin donation and a bottle of perfume. Geez, that was close! Thank God we’ve preserved the true meaning of Christmas.

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