Merry Christmas
Well, it has been a tough fall and early winter for me.
It’s been slow news – since the damn elections, the only things to write about have been trash or trashy. No, I don’t care if Britney is showing her goodies. And what Donald Trump and the Foul-mouthed dyke called Rosie O’Donnell have to say to each other concerns me not.
Nifong/Nodong has decided not to press rape charges because it never happened. But he is perfectly willing to consider ruining three young men’s lives to keep face. It’s people like him who are the reason we have such concepts as “Tar and Feathers.”
The ACLU? Screw you and the horses you rode in on, you syphilitic gang of bigots. I have a manger scene. On my property. And guess what, assholes? I am not being inclusive, either.
So – on this chill December night, I want to wish all a Merry Christmas. I’m Christian – it’s my tradition. If you celebrate something else, more power to you, but I can hardly wish it to you if it isn’t mine to wish, can I? So in that case, on December 25th, have a hell of a day. Dance around your cash register and sing “What a Friend We Have in Jesus” if the spirit so moves you.
And for those who resent the Holiday wish, fine. DON’T have a Merry Christmas if it makes you feel better. I’ll trade you – you can have a day of my meds and my moods, and I will have the happy feelings, ‘kay?
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