‘Tis the Season 0
To go looking for a fight in a spirit of love and brotherhood.
I have figured it out.
In fact, I figured it out long ago, but only just connected it to the wingnut fantasies of a War on Christmas. (Hell, if there’s a War on Christmas in these parts, Christmas won long ago.)
Some folks just ain’t happy unless they’re hatin’ on something or someone. Nothing to hate, they make something up.
And since the Democratic Party, for all its faults and craziness and disorganization and free-for-all infighting, hasn’t been friendly to haters since the Dixiecrats left in my youth, they’ve only one place to hang their teabags.
