My problem is theological – it’s numerical. It’s not like it’s the Highlander of books.
For the beginning of a new decade, we’re not off to the best start – in my book anyway. Not just on an international level with all the kerfuffle about who shot down what plane and who assassinated whom. That’s on the other side of the planet. I’m thinking more close to home. I seem to have lost an idol.
Yes, I am going to talk about Christmas Carols. No, I’m not a fan. As I’ve mentioned before, most of them are miserable songs that are usually just a half-step away from being a funeral dirge. Sure, they say “Yay, the savior is born!” But they do it with all the zeal of an Eeyore on heroin.