a christmas rant from
The Bones

I was walking home from my bus stop yesterday when I noticed
the glaring lack of Christmas decorations on my street.
The next day I noticed
a glaring lack of Christmas decorations on a lot of houses beyond my street and I suppose that
there may not be
– to paraphrase Dickens-
much to make Merry about.
Eight of my friends have lost their jobs
my nephew lost his life
my patience is gone
my sense of humor is non-existent
and if I have to suffer through one more freaking commentary from
” Progressive Liberals” whining and bitching about how
disappointed they are in Obama’s Cabinet Appointments I am going to take my middle finger
and jab it into someones eye.
If you have a pulse and you have a job and there is the slightest ray of hope making it into your life may I suggest that you make the best out of what you have because the alternative to not having your life, a job and hope really, really sucks.
Now get the plastic Santa out of that box in your garage, pour yourself some eggnog and try to enjoy what you have.
It could all be over before you know what’s hit you.
a.m.m.


