how was your christmas? people ask me. did you have a good time?
my christmas was a little surreal, actually. it was very festive and chock-full of carols and lights and glitter and many cheerful greetings. church was robustly and determinedly merry. we sang silent night with all gusto and i should say enough people turned up for christmas service to be a fire hazard. gifts abounded in all hearty generosity.
do we remember, i sometimes wonder, that the christmas child comes in a shroud of shame and illegitimacy to a hideous heritage of whispering aspersions deliberate rejection and torturous death? if we remember, i sometimes wonder, would we exchange another present again in the name of christmas?
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