Blood of the Lamb!!!

I don't give a flying fuck about the co-opted reason for the season; I just hate the motherfucking season. Bad music, bad movies and more blatant greed and profiteering than at any other time. Every divorce begins with Kay, buy your wife a BMW, your kids are entitled to a truckload of forgettable crap..etc., etc., ad nauseum. ... and don't get me started on Black Friday. I automatically hate all of you fat slobbery piglets frothing at the mouth while you push and shove and oink over the latest must-have small consumer goods. Give me some would-be witches dancing naked in a frosty field any day over this Roman-Capitalist consumer bacchanal. Once, many years ago, I allowed an ex-girlfriend to seduce me into a Black Friday foray to Best Buy. It was worse than anticipated. Hundreds of pairs of flat, dull eyes, lit only by a mean, petty avarice. It was like stepping into a sewer full of enormous starving rats. I could almost hear the chittering and salivating. The aforementioned witches were just as misled about supernatural mumbo jumbo as current christians, muslims, jews, etc, but drinking and fornicating out in the cold on the winter solstice sure beats manhandling each other over the latest tablet or game console. much peace, tjb