So I’ve flaked on my promise to deconstruct the Christmas story. What can I say? It’s vacation.
On a related note, though, I worked a brisk shift at OfficeMax today, and after a brief internal debate — quick, what do I say? — I wished everyone a merry Christmas as they left my register. There’s nothing wrong with well-wishing, particularly on a holiday of generosity and cheer and whatnot. Let my lack of concern for the “true reason for the season” be my contribution to the War on Christmas: I think “merry Christmas” is just as appropriate as “happy New Year” or “happy Fourth of July.”
Of course, I might think differently if I had been raised by Jewish parents. For now I leave the debate — and all those infernal Christmas cover songs — ’til next year.
And one more thought from Penny Arcade…
Merry Christmas, blogosphere.