Sigh…Have Yourself a . . . oh, screw it.

I’m not a big fan of the holidays.  In this, I’m hardly alone.  But something I saw when I was at physical therapy made me /facepalm.  (I’ll woe about PT some other time.)

I was waiting for Elaine (The Best Physical Therapist in the World) to get done with her client when I saw another patient coming toward me.  What caught my eye was the text on her T-shirt:

Merry (Christ)mas


Thanks, lady.  You’ve taken a lovely sentiment and turned it into a political position.  I’m certain Jesus would approve.

Wishing a generic Happy Holidays doesn’t mean anyone hates Christmas.  Saying Happy Holidays isn’t a cunning plan to deny Christmas.  It’s meant to be nice.  Unlike your T-shirt.

You weren’t wishing anyone a Merry Christmas — with all the good will that entails — no, you were saying that other people better damn well wish you Merry (Christ)mas or you will be insulted.  And isn’t that what the holidays are all about?

So, Have Yourself a Merry Little . . .yeah, no.