I’m taking Christmas off, which means no column the day after. I don’t usually take off for this particular holiday, but this year I’m, frankly, quite tired: exhausted, really. I need a break, however brief: I’ll be back on Friday.
I don’t know how many Christmas columns I’ve written over the years, but it is surely more than a baker’s dozen. As I recall, they all have pretty much the same tone, exemplified by the opening paragraph of my 2011 Yuletide missive;
“As the world celebrates the birthday of the Prince of Peace, the Lord of War looms large over the land. The shrikes and talking heads are screeching for Iranian blood, and there are ominous signs in the stars. The war god’s acolytes flood the airwaves with “a complex of vaunting and fear,” as an old prophet once put it, and men of peace are disdained as ‘weak,’ ‘dangerous,’ and ‘extreme.’”
As you can see, nothing has changed since last year: all I had to do was update the links.
To all my regular readers, who have stuck with me all these years (yes, many for more than a decade!), and to those more recent arrivals, of which there are many: thanks for all your support, moral and financial, over the past year. Without you we wouldn’t be here. And a special thanks to those of you who signed the White House petition in support of Chuck Hagel, because that’s what I really want from Santa this year — thousands and thousands of signatures.
