And to Think We Let Our Children Carol to These Abominations!

and so here we are again in the yule season (what's a yule? is that like a hybrid of a yak and a mule? why would we celebrate its log then?). anyway...it's a stressful time of year, as we all know. shopping pressure and cost, memories of lost loved ones and fighting with, perhaps planning the imminent death of, the loved ones you still have...almost everyone i know is grouchy and anxious and stressed and broke. fa-ra-ra-ra-ra....

so it's important to remember the whole point of Christmas. and for me, that's Jesus and the love and hope and redemption he brings. and family all piled on top of each other. and food. and giving presents is fun, too. especially if it's something totally personal and unique and surprising. that, i like.

and Christmas carols are alright. especially the pervy ones. i laid out my favorite Christmas date rape song last year.

this year, i'd like to note (with alarm!) some of the lyrics of my favorite holiday infidelity song...

Winter Wonderland (1934 by Felix Bernard and Richard B. Smith)

He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man,
But you can do the job
When you're in town.

so all my life i've thought "WHAT JOB?" geez! what is this "parson" fella getting away with while he's in town?! and are we really expected to believe that this conspiring little vixen who likes to lie by the fire is unmarried? we KNOW she's a stone cold freak who likes to play in "the eskimo way." i don't even want to know.

but, in reviewing the available information....i have to admit that i didn't entirely know what the words were leading up to and following this phrase, and now that i see that "Parson Brown" is a snowman (and, furthermore, that "parson" means "minister"....), perhaps i jumped to conclusions.

nah. i stand by my position that this song is sketchy and must be stopped.