- Reminder: Tis the Season Not to Be an Ass Ä°Ëâ¬" Whatever
But -- but -- what about all those horrible atheists taking over holiday displays with crucified Santa skeletons? Surely that's evidence of a war! Well, no, it's evidence of some non-believers taking a page out of the PETA playbook, i.e., being dicks to get attention and to make a point. I do strongly suspect that if we didn't have some certain excitable conservatives playing The War on Christmas card when a business says "Happy Holidays" rather than "Merry Christmas," and such, there would be less incentive for certain excitable non-believers to make a public show of desecrating Christmas symbols, but that's just an opinion and I don't have anything to back that up. What I do know is that the War on Christmas crusaders and the Santa crucifiers deserve each other; the rest of us, unfortunately, have to watch them both make public asses of themselves.
- I knew Christopher Hitchens better than you - Satire - Salon.com
In the annals of history, only Orwell, Voltaire and maybe a half-dozen other guys could match's Hitch ideological bravery and breadth of political knowledge. In 1977, after I'd returned to his graces by aiding him in a plot to assassinate Henry Kissinger's character, Hitch and I visited Borges' library in Buenos Aires. At the time, Hitch was working for the KGB while pretending to work for the BBC, and I was working for the Mossad while pretending to work for Burger King. But our many identities were merely covers for our lives as political writers at low-paying magazines. Borges invited Hitch and me into his home, fed us tea and empanadas, and launched into a seamlessly brilliant discourse on surrealism in Latin American history. He talked for 30 minutes without stopping, during which time Hitch smoked six-dozen cigarettes. When Borges finished, Hitchens paused, spat in his ashcan, and said, "Of course, you know, you're wrong about everything."
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This is the first time I've ever been tempted to link to someone else's links, for this line: "What I do know is that the War on Christmas crusaders and the Santa crucifiers deserve each other; the rest of us, unfortunately, have to watch them both make public asses of themselves." Amen. Or whatever I'm supposed to say.