Well, it’s finally here – the day that seemed to take forever to arrive and was over in a blip when you were a kid: it is Christmas. First off, Merry Christmas. Hope it’s a good one. Second, as you slip into a food coma or spend all afternoon looking for missing pieces of some Lego set or trying to consolidate boxes, take a moment and reflect on the year that just was and thank God that you’re not a Democrat.

I get it, Christmas day might not be the time for such things, but I’ve moved beyond caring. These people have been so universally horrible in words and deeds that I can’t force myself to pretend to care anymore. Somewhere out there is a family being annoyed by some leftist pile of post-digested food who can’t stop talking about how Trump did something or other that is a “threat to democracy.” Since the odds of them choking on a turkey bone are slim, and you’d likely dislodge it and save their life if they did, you’re probably in the same “not giving a damn” boat I am.

I’m lucky in that there won’t be any liberals at my house; the family we’re having over are rational conservatives. Still, I will pour a little out for those unfortunate enough to have a sister........

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