I'm spending my first holiday season in the People's Republic of San Francisco.
When I walk the streets of this berg, I assume everyone I encounter is a pinko atheist like myself. But I'm happy to report that people here use "merry Christmas" and "happy holidays" interchangeably! And, as far as I can tell, nobody gives a flying fuck through a rolling doughnut how they're greeted.
I find this somewhat disappointing, having expected the dark troops arrayed against the forces of Christmas to be goose-stepping down Market Street all Red Army-style. Real life is decidedly dull compared to the wingnuts' fantasies, no?
Anyway, I want to wish all of our readers a very happy Festivus. May your grievances be fully aired!
And here's Daisy, wishing you all the dessicated pigs' ears your heart desires in the New Year ...
